A Song
A song for the tcii-J I love - God love ber! A song for thu eyes of tender shine, And the fragrant moutli that melts on mino, The shimmering tresses uncontrolled That olasp her neck with tendrii gold; The blossom moutb and the daiuty chin. And tho little dimples out and in- The girl I love- God love herĂ A song for the girl I loved,- God love her! A song for the eyes of faded Iight, And the cheek whoso red rose waned to white; The quiet brow with its shadow and gleam. And the dark hair drooped io a long, deep dream; The small hands crossed for their churchyard resl , And the lilies dead on her sweet dead breast. The girl I loved- God love her!
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Ann Arbor Courier