These few sweet flower with best intent
Are from a friend most kindly sent
Hoping in this and many coming years
Your life be spent free from wordly cares
Flowers speak of God and of his love
Let these ---? to ---? your through above,
But unlike these which fade away and die
The God of whom they speak still lives on high
May He be ever near to ease your cares
Support you in the present and in fading years
W.H.C.
October 1903
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File number: | 2015-10-23u |
Contributor: | Teresa MacKenzie | View all submissions |
Tags: | poem, 1903 |
Views: | 543 |
Uploaded on: | October 28, 2015 |
Source: | Cynthia Black |