LOVE’S PATH.
Adown the many walks of life,
Though stormy be the weather,
We will clasp hands in confidence,
And walk Love’s path together.
When days are bright we’ll happy be,
And will not trouble borrow;
But do the very best we can
For clouds may come tomorrow.
Though life be filled with many cares,
If soul with soul is blending,
We’ll bear the cares most cheerfully.
Love hath with us no ending.
When Death shall come, as come he must,—
For life is short, and fleeting,
With outstretched hands and happy smile,
We’ll give him kindly greeting.