MY HUSBAND'S BIRTHDAY.
The years are casting shadows, All across our quiet way,And their dust is thickly gathered Upon both our hearts to-day.Their silver feet are treading, Through your whiskers and your hair;I can see their snowy signals, Telling me they have been there.
Another year, my darling, You have garnered in to-dayRipe for the eternal harvest, As we tread our homeward way.And the gleams of golden sunlight, That amid the shadows rest,Fall aslant above us now, dear, For our sun is in the west.
We have walked life's path together, Through many circling years,
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