<h2><SPAN name="page71"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>AND THEY ARE DUMB</h2>
<p class="poetry">I have been across the bridges of the years.<br/>
Wet with tears<br/>
Were the ties on which I trod, going back<br/>
Down the track<br/>
To the valley where I left, ’neath skies of Truth,<br/>
My lost youth.</p>
<p class="poetry">As I went, I dropped my burdens, one and
all—<br/>
Let them fall;<br/>
All my sorrows, all my wrinkles, all my care,<br/>
My white hair,<br/>
I laid down, like some lone pilgrim’s heavy pack,<br/>
By the track.</p>
<p class="poetry">As I neared the happy valley with light
feet,<br/>
My heart beat<br/>
To the rhythm of a song I used to know<br/>
Long ago,<br/>
And my spirits gushed and bubbled like a fountain<br/>
Down a mountain.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page72"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
72</span>On the border of that valley I found you,<br/>
Tried and true;<br/>
And we wandered through the golden Summer-Land<br/>
Hand in hand.<br/>
And my pulses beat with rapture in the blisses<br/>
Of your kisses.</p>
<p class="poetry">And we met there, in those green and verdant
places,<br/>
Smiling faces,<br/>
And sweet laughter echoed upward from the dells<br/>
Like gold bells.<br/>
And the world was spilling over with the glory<br/>
Of Youth’s story.</p>
<p class="poetry">It was but a dreamer’s journey of the
brain;<br/>
And again<br/>
I have left the happy valley far behind;<br/>
And I find<br/>
Time stands waiting with his burdens in a pack<br/>
For my back.</p>
<p class="poetry">As he speeds me, like a rough, well-meaning
friend,<br/>
To the end,<br/>
Will I find again the lost ones loved so well?<br/>
Who can tell!<br/>
But the dead know what the life will be to come—<br/>
And they are dumb!</p>
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