Gertrude Culberson Poems

My Darling can't you see?
How very much you mean to me?
On this Our day, I've come to say;
I love you more and more each day.
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I know that someday, I shall see;
The one who meant, the world to me,
Her loving face, and gentle smile;
Go with me, as I go each mile.
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Your work down here is over;
You've gone the last mile of the way,
I feel your presence near me hover;
As I live from day to day.
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