| Show yesterdays these are arc the joys which age remembers the little gardens that welcomed the spring the spirit of christmas which filled decembers the songs which the family loved to sing the gracious neighbor whose heart was saddened yet had room for our sorrows too the quaint old fellow whose jesting gladdened and lightened the tasks which we had to do these are the scenes which the years make brighter the fields which as children we often strayed I 1 wonder iwonder were daisies of those days whiter were so much better the games we played have the swimming hole and the trees grown smaller have all things changed tul of our yesterdays we fancied them deeper and bluer and taller ls la that just a trick which our memory plays most of the things which we gain must perish most of the splendors of conquest fade but always the joys which we longest cherish are of songs weve sung and of games weve played the friends who have come and have left forever the mother and all of her tender ways the garden where beauty repaid endeavor these make the sum of our yesterdays edgar A guest in grand June junction tion sentinel |
