What sacred sympathies
What soothing melodies entwine
As sweet, sweet memories, my love
Keep your heart next to mine
Ah, happiness and grief
Mingle in bitter-sweetest throes
Death’s farewell is so brief, my love
The dark can wear a rose
And though we must let go
We hold on to love’s dearest part
The place where mem’ries flow, my love
And keep us heart to heart
The dark is not unkind
Though vows that bind
are severed, oh,
God soothes the heart and mind, my love
Where memory-roses grow
© Janet Martin
So beautiful
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