My bark of life tossing down the troubled sea of time,
When first I saw your smiling face when youth was in its prime
When life’s dark hours were turned to light, my sorrowed heart
And ever since that time, you’ve been a faithful friend to me.
It matters not where ever I rome, where’er you may be,
If ever I have a friend you’ve been a friend to me.
One bright look from youe bright eyes dispels a cloud of strife
And sheds its rayes of sunshine down my weary path of life;
I now look back upon the past aceoss of life’s stormy xSEx sea
And smile to think a-mid life’s scene’s, you’ve been a friend to me
The time has come when we must part; I give this ring to thee,
I place it on thy finger dear that you might think of me.
Hears my hand and hears my heart -- I give them both to thee,
And if I never more return, I hope you will think of me.
(From a MS. Written in 1905 and belonging to May Alice Hoover’s grandmother.)
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