A Little Poem for the Old Folks
“We’ve gleaned the good from life, sweetheart,
We’ve struggled side by side;
In paths so filled with strife, dear heart,
You were a faithful guide,
And when the way was filled with pain,
With sorrow, care and woe,
You helped me to my feet again
From many a crushing blow.
“The years are rushing past, brave heart,
They’re bending you and me;
Still, love like ours shall last, true heart,
Through all eternity.
And should I be the first to leave
For realms beyond the blue,
Remember this, and do not grieve:
I’m waiting there for you.”
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