Show r 66 The Postoffice By Edmund Vance Cooke Hair Halt Half seen seen from their kitchen half halt hid from our pump r r In Ih a circle of ot scrubs was a veteran stump It was old It was hollow a perfect design Fora For a a. a lover of ot ten and a sweetheart of nIne I For although we met daily dally at school and at play i. i Our embarrassing had but r tongues little to say R i j But we unpacked our hearts hearts' oi of their stocks As we emptied them l Into to our postoffice box i oJ j r The Th Therose rose is red the rose is yellow And youre you're my girl cause Im I'm your fellow i I And whenever my hand left a violet note Which told what my tongue had no no courage to quote I 1 would signal at once to avoid any scandal By hanging my hat on the pumps pump's pointing handle And when she had answered she made the fact clearer By By a a back window flash of an eloquent mirror For love leaps all barriers la laughs at ataU all aU locks 1 And heart flows to heart t through rough a box 1 If love I love t 10 you me as you No knife shall cut our our ur love in two t 0 O. O 6 stilt I can thrill with that perfumed delight When her little pink paper broke onto my sight r But more I remember the jolt of ot despair When my rummaging hand found no missive w was there r y Whether traitor discovered red or treason befell i I was too proud to ask she was was too shy to tell ten Ah Ab how empty is life when an emptiness mocks 1 f t iA A hungering heart at the postoffice box i i I. I Marble is cold is-cold cold and granites granite's hard f J A false heart reaps soaps its own reward t I r saw her today with her herr triplicate chin chini t q i And her waist sloping out where it ought to slope In s And Im I'm sure that she thought a as she eyed me askance Could ever that crea creature ure inspire a romance 0 O 0 the stump is vanished and gone to decay J I But tho the hollowness of ot it is hollow today 4 And its Might have sinks my heart into my socks f f As I look at my love of ot our t postoffice box Romance Ie is dead elead since heaven has willed To show my early love fulfilled s' s v Copyright 19 1920 1910 N. N E. E A. A AJ |