Thistle Down

By Ethel

To Thee - I Give

This day...I give thee treasures,
In hopes...you'll cling to them.
And count them on life's highway,
As a rare and priceless gem.

I give to thee...this day my love,
In tenderness of tears.
That you might handle gently,
As you walk down through the years.

Today...I press my hand in thine.
With full-measure...nothing short.
And my love to you...I'm offering,
From the fulness of my heart.

E.P. 1908 - 1989

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