A Letter To Tom

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I’ve wandered by the village Tom I’ve set beneath the tree
Upon the schoolhouse playing ground that sheltered you and me
But none are left to greet me Tom and few are left to know
That played with us upon the green just fifteen years ago

The river’s running just as still the willows on its side
Are larger than they were dear Tom the stream appears less wide
But in kneeling down beside the stream dear Tom I startled so
To see how sadly I am changed since fifteen years ago

But when our time shall come dear Tom and we are called to go
I hope they’ll lay us where we played just fifteen years ago

Just fifteen years ago