A NEW YEAR’S GREETING.
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Across the gulf of weary years
My lonely spirit calls to thine,
And memory brings the sadden tears,
My friend of “Auld Lang Syne.”
How shall I word the message, dear,
My greeting for this New Year’s day?
How write the words of kindly cheer
That my full heart would say?
May all your life from care be free,
Not crushed as mine, ’neath Sorrow’s thrall,
The sunlight God denied to me
Across your pathway fall.
