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With so many things we love. | With so many things we love. | ||
Her gentle hand spun off the thread. | Her gentle hand spun off the thread. | ||
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LEWIS T. BRYANT OF FOXCROFT, ME.
DO you remember the good old days, The days of long ago, When you were building a house of spools And I built men or snow? Does memory hark to the spool-made top And the way we made it whirl. When I was a little tow-head boy And yon were my little girl?
I am moved to this reminiscent strain By the picture shown above; The spool so closely interweaves With so many things we love. Her gentle hand spun off the thread. As she sewed by the fireside, When yon were a youthful Benedict And she was a happy bride. But I'm not allowed to get off the track Of the plain and matter of fact; For it's business that touches the heart of things In the modern social pact. So, let me present the Business Man. Who sends acroSs the sea, The stnff for the spools for the thread of the world. And who sU:l:gests tllis verse to me.