She gone to the harvest gathered sheaves,
With the frost-chilled buds and falling leaves,
With bright summer buds has she passed along
To a sunnier clime, of far sweeter song.
And we know full well she will come no more,
To gladden our cottage and sit by its door,
But we see, through our tears, that beyond,
Above,
She forever is sheltered in God's love.
River Falls Journal 12-2-1886
She gone to the harvest gathered sheaves,
With the frost-chilled buds and falling leaves,
With bright summer buds has she passed along
To a sunnier clime, of far sweeter song.
And we know full well she will come no more,
To gladden our cottage and sit by its door,
But we see, through our tears, that beyond,
Above,
She forever is sheltered in God's love.
River Falls Journal 12-2-1886
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