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The double-blossomed peach-trees with rosy bloom were gay
- [* w8 N& C( d6 x$ t4 sWhen grandpa rode beneath them upon his courting way,# {& u% N+ H5 e# M7 f
From the white gate to the homestead they stretched in stately row,# d: E5 t! t: Y4 z a
And showered his path with petals, just sixty years ago.
0 y6 f. l& e) Y1 uHis riding suit was spick and span, his jingling bridle rein,
. o3 |& [; Y9 H$ R, @$ T6 kWas polished to the limit, his top-boots shone again;
& G" P& `/ c* k* q' hA mass of youthful vanity, from curly head to toe,
2 {* Q2 ^4 K6 H5 M! O3 bWas my darling gay young grandpa – just sixty years ago.- {8 }- ?+ s5 Q8 i. L5 c+ _
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Upon the broad veranda, demure my grandma sat,) r3 J1 t6 S2 ~* y" \4 i4 L- }
And hid her girlish blushes beneath her garden hat,0 {1 m1 L y o% x& t3 t4 ^, I
Her dainty flowing muslins enfolded her like snow;8 U) o: J7 P% l* m8 B; X4 f7 N
Ah! Very sweet my grandma was, just sixty years ago.
; F5 X u" ?- [% k- y ~With sweeping bow and fluttering heart he told his hopes and fears,: _4 L9 A j1 Z' q. O) T
And grandma gently said him ‘Yea’, mid blushes, smiles and tears.5 a7 g' I9 v/ [" r. h ^6 E
When the double-blossomed peach-trees with fruit were bending low,
h$ S3 R0 V) U6 r. Y3 |# PGood Father Flynn united them – just sixty years ago.
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* {, O* M4 @6 U2 XThere’s a sound of mirthful revel in the dear old home to-night,
4 [8 f: t; t# n( aWhere the merry young folk frolic ‘neath the incandescent light,
% {) l0 d* B) ^* v0 A* c& fJazzing on the broad veranda, listening to the radio,
! X9 {5 ?0 [# X) [Knowing wonders quite undreamt of in the days of long ago.2 Z- T5 [) |7 Q9 \2 ^) A [
On the vine-enclosed veranda, sits my grandpa in his chair,
+ R8 r! B \- K9 rAnd the flower-scented night winds stirs the white locks of his hair;' S' ^- j l- Y; {
Grandma sits and smiles beside him, happy in the young folks glee,% ~. I, P9 f8 K
Such a dainty dear old lady, ever young at heart is she.
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% |( c9 F6 f1 ? |And the harvest of their labours in the moonlight stretches wide* ?1 }& W) l8 v, Z+ n
All the land they’ve won and toiled for as they struggled side by side,
5 p& ^0 D# }0 I* T/ m' KIn their brave old eyes no shadow from the griefs of gone-by years,
& m6 I- Q2 Z" N4 u+ Y, @4 }% \% C8 sFor their hearts beat high within them – dauntless breed of pioneers.
c9 L) U: h [- O; nHand in hand they sit together, while the angels smile above,
% w! F( G/ j, ?( _0 t+ A% ZOn their long unbroken record of faith, sacrifice and love;
$ O2 I t# a% K' m) t: c1 LFrom the double-blossomed peach trees come the petals falling slow,
: o) P( K- e5 y) ?3 `/ kBringing sweet and fadeless memories of Sixty Years ago.
4 }5 D" L+ c* G0 ? S----------Alice Guerin Crist written in 1920 |
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