Max M. Johnson

 

Some I know who “older” grow

As birthdays come and birthdays go;

On her birthday — March 9, 1955

 

Some I know who “older” grow

As birthdays come and birthdays go;

Some who vainly try to hide

The rush of years — of “Time and Tide”;

But through the painted veil of “youth”

Shows plainly what is but the truth —

That years of careless, wasted life

Have left their marks of sin and strife.

 

But unlike those — not so with you:

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