Open Me Carefully

so farewell, Susie – I shall think of you at sunset, and at sunrise, again; and at noon, and forenoon, and afternoon, and always, and evermore, till this little heart stops beating and is still.

our lives perhaps seem dearer than all others in the world;

God is good, Susie, I trust he will save you, I pray that in his good time we once more meet each other,

You have been happy, Susie, and now are sad – and the whole world seems lone; but it wont be so always, “some days must be dark and dreary”!

Oh I wish I had half so many dear friends as you in heaven – I could’nt spare them now – but to know they had got there safely, and should suffer nevermore – Dear Susie!

I made up words and kept singing how I loved you, and you had gone, while all the rest of the choir were singing Hallelujahs.

I pray that such summer’s sun shine on my Absent One, and cause her bird to sing!

I think it may be wrong, and that God will punish me by taking you away; for he is very kind to let me write to you, and to give me your sweet letters, but my heart wants more.

remember you, Susie, always – I keep you ever here, and when you are gone, then I’m gone –

Your precious letter, Susie, it sits here now, and smiles so kindly at me, and gives me such sweet thoughts of the dear writer.