I've Grown so Used to You - The Letter Edged in Black

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 16
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1984
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title I've Grown so Used to You - The Letter Edged in Black
Description I'VE GHOVN SO USED TO YOU On an old-fashioned homestead Sat a couple old and gray. They were on their way to Three score years and ten. With the light of love still burning In the same old lover's way. Unto his wife these words I heard him say- When your eyes so bright have lost their light- Your voice so dear no longer here, When you're called home and I'm alone I won't know what to do. If the Master knew how I'd miss you I wonder if he'd call me, too. Tw'd break my heart if we should part. For I've grown so used to you. Submitted by Talula Nelson, Mt. Pleasant, Utah. THE LBrTEB EDGED IN BUCK I was standing by my window yeater1 morning Without a thought of worry or of eare; When I saw the postman coming up the pathway With such a happy face and joyful air. He rang the bell and whistled as he waited, And then he said, "Good aorning to you. Jack." But he little knew the Borrow that he brought me As he banded me that letter edged in black. With trembling hands I took the letter from him. I broke the eeal and this is what I read, "Come home, my boy, your dear old father waatu you, Come home, my boy, your dear old mother's dead. The last word that yoor mother ever uttered was •Tell my boy I want him to ooae back.1 Hay the angels bear me witness, I an asking Your forgiveness in this letter edged in black." Submitted Dy Asaa Jensen of FairviaVf Vtth, -64-
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Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324655
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