Thursday, December 26, 2013

"The Dying Year" by Iva May Terry (1912)

The Dying Year.

BY IVA MAY TERRY, who is blind.

The old year is dying,

        How sad is the thought,

For many a blessing

        To us it has brought.

We think of the past

        And a tear dims our eye,

To this year forever

        We must say good-bye.

The old year is dying,

        But soon with delight

We will welcome the New Year

        With prospects so bright.

We know not the future,

        But hope and pray still

That our lives with its blessings

        The New Year will fill.

Green Island, N.Y.

Troy Times. December 31, 1912: 2 col 1.

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