A long and smiling time with you I spent,
My heart whispered softly, 'Stay, don't go' —
These golden days were only ever lent,
And in my soul they'll never cease to glow.
Far greater than the silver or the gold,
Sweeter than the honey from the hive,
Though time moves on and we are growing old,
These memories will always stay alive.
My friends! I see the tears begin to rise,
Reflecting all the love we came to know;
They fall so softly from our heavy eyes —
Now the hour has come, I must go.
Though months and years may swiftly fly,
You are the gems I'll keep till I die.
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