At Morning and at evening it shines just as bright
It changes the room where it scatters its light
When troubles unkind make the day longer still
And the heart is unswept of its worries and cares
It appears unannounced with its soft Summer warmth
And commands into bloom what is lovely and fair
There are gifts that are given each day of the year
Many given for need, many given for love
But the gift that I cherish every time she is near
Is the gift of her smile from my Father above