The flower that looms and turns to pure gold,
Yes, the flower that loves, and is loved, the best.
COLONEL DIAMOND AND
GRAND-DAUGHTER
I would like to attain to my four score and two,
With a joy in my heart and with naught to efface,
Could I dance, or could sing with an energy true,
Could I lighten the load of the populace.
I’d run out in the open for Nature’s embrace,
With a mind ever high, yet my feet on the sod;
While my soul would be set to the music of grace,