DEDICATED
TO
MRS. GEORGE WELLINGTON BUTTS
To you, the friend of girlhood's happy day
I bring this offspring of maturer years.
Together oft we danced the hours away,
Together wept our April showers of tears.
I bring this offspring of maturer years.
Together oft we danced the hours away,
Together wept our April showers of tears.
New friends are good and golden promise give,
But old friends are gold promises made true,
If they are ever loyal, steadfast, kind,
In stress and storm as when the skies are blue.
But old friends are gold promises made true,
If they are ever loyal, steadfast, kind,
In stress and storm as when the skies are blue.
