Show LK enough when years are young it seems we get our songs nil sung in days of youth our love all spoken and then a curtain seems to fall between our hearts and leave us al without a word without a token prince charming maizes a gloomy ling our troubadours dours forget to sing and small the grace of graying lovers the lips that once were overbold become the silent and the cold As many a lady soon discovers and so methinks the knight Is not the one so quick to fight for some one fair in alfes first tourney but rather he who takes a bride to watch to ward to walk beside with love enough to last the jour ney and husbands of these later days ae husbands once so quick to praise this simple thought let men kemem ber the husband Is the one when spring Is past when summers done who brings her roses in december 1923 douglas malloch |