As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
James Russell Lowell

"Tis the glory of the sunset
Shining o'er him.
Life's short day is over,
And before him
Is the vision of another,
Brighter morn.
As beyond the opening portal
He is borne."
- (Charles C. Belden, Omaha, Neb.)

As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
James Russell Lowell

"Tis the glory of the sunset
Shining o'er him.
Life's short day is over,
And before him
Is the vision of another,
Brighter morn.
As beyond the opening portal
He is borne."
- (Charles C. Belden, Omaha, Neb.)