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The double-blossomed peach-trees with rosy bloom were gay
7 G! m @, q: l! T/ J( pWhen grandpa rode beneath them upon his courting way,
' H) `, V: n# \/ f" \8 {3 PFrom the white gate to the homestead they stretched in stately row,* J( {+ K9 V8 N& b
And showered his path with petals, just sixty years ago.* _ m. t+ Y1 e2 A+ Y0 p) w
His riding suit was spick and span, his jingling bridle rein,
. g( a E( @1 k8 ~ _" S! }Was polished to the limit, his top-boots shone again;
& {* b( A: h) j( BA mass of youthful vanity, from curly head to toe,
$ e( D* X0 [+ |! t$ }. u) AWas my darling gay young grandpa – just sixty years ago.
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& d9 z- q e) ?. S6 x! p9 f. p% f3 zUpon the broad veranda, demure my grandma sat,
6 I1 _; F9 l, k: X4 F6 T# P3 L sAnd hid her girlish blushes beneath her garden hat,
/ ` Z2 u$ [. j4 D; }# OHer dainty flowing muslins enfolded her like snow;
9 `- \& G' Z' n* H- y0 x. W, @Ah! Very sweet my grandma was, just sixty years ago.
, Q9 S. y$ M: L8 {1 u$ G3 lWith sweeping bow and fluttering heart he told his hopes and fears,* D5 Y& O( T7 e) F! F7 i s: S2 @( A
And grandma gently said him ‘Yea’, mid blushes, smiles and tears.
3 Q4 g8 q0 _3 S4 |" I* q4 mWhen the double-blossomed peach-trees with fruit were bending low,
) P4 j( p' L* i# h. }Good Father Flynn united them – just sixty years ago.4 ], f1 g( l6 E- Y
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There’s a sound of mirthful revel in the dear old home to-night,
7 \# @& Q% E5 ]. e* iWhere the merry young folk frolic ‘neath the incandescent light,2 f9 C# T+ k A( b/ P9 S2 h
Jazzing on the broad veranda, listening to the radio,
- L2 R6 a# _( G, M! t* G/ [2 TKnowing wonders quite undreamt of in the days of long ago.# D, H1 b1 x0 m& ?8 D) ]8 I
On the vine-enclosed veranda, sits my grandpa in his chair,
. B1 v5 U; i( ^. P$ E3 N% uAnd the flower-scented night winds stirs the white locks of his hair;
2 b9 @1 h5 B% f, O" } {Grandma sits and smiles beside him, happy in the young folks glee,
/ w- L! ]: ^/ T) W$ eSuch a dainty dear old lady, ever young at heart is she.
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- l2 `' c E6 I5 S9 J$ kAnd the harvest of their labours in the moonlight stretches wide
$ }/ I5 ~8 B2 Q; ^ b% V+ f5 QAll the land they’ve won and toiled for as they struggled side by side,
; a4 E I/ N- G4 Q4 P0 T) zIn their brave old eyes no shadow from the griefs of gone-by years,
: y& B; |0 Q# J/ I B4 T q0 @( qFor their hearts beat high within them – dauntless breed of pioneers.
: K- e2 r) @9 c& ^Hand in hand they sit together, while the angels smile above,9 x( q: I n7 J! o; t- Z4 ]
On their long unbroken record of faith, sacrifice and love;
2 W& k/ y8 t2 o: y9 Q! w" j& oFrom the double-blossomed peach trees come the petals falling slow,
3 K2 Y; Y# ?0 _6 B4 D2 X8 P+ C" lBringing sweet and fadeless memories of Sixty Years ago.1 ]# b" O0 F* ?7 d, n6 t6 R
----------Alice Guerin Crist written in 1920 |
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