Show isoo oo oa ao o o e cl CHILDREN by DOUGLAS MALLOCH 4 O O O OO O WHEN they bivs grow up the girls the and leave us just remembered joy ao 20 more a voice upon the stair but only an old echo there buien they grow up and far they roam or build another house and home hc hungry often we complain for all our toll where Is our gain well much we gained though oca these we hive we have the memories and what makes lovely lovely age Is written on some other page some earlier record auth must look ahead for joy cut age s boob Is filled with pictures of the past that give us pleasure to the last though children gave us nothing more they left within our hearts a store of childish many a kiss that now perhaps we sadly miss let stil we have however far this ry night our children are I 1 m that many stay that timo can never tale away that Is our gain when they grow up they leave some joy within the cup the ann mav hie him over hills the binder where she wills lut faoro the cradie of our hearts 0 o baby ever quite departs Q hive the buds who lose the floars our children still are always ours by mcclure newspaper syndicate |