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it was a tall young oysterman
eighty years have passed, and more
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
sweet and strong
in the dark and peace of my final bed
afraid no more, i say
i love the old melodious lays
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
i know what you're going to say
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
sing again the song you sung
the snow whispers about me
sweet splendor

 



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