Adieu!

Reader, “Adieu!” — I will not say “farewell!”
That word, full-fraught with sorrow as a knell,
Breathes forth a strain of sadness to mine ear,
And is too often mother to a tear!

“Adieu!” speaks hopeful that we yet may meet
And with each other hold communion sweet.
If aught that I have said doth give thee cheer
I’ve made a friend of thee — and friends are dear!
In this stern world of ours each friend we gain
Makes life more sweet, and helps to soothe life’s pain!

Remember, then, dear friend, before we part,
These simple strains are from a glowing heart
That seeks to find an echo to its voice
In heart of thine — and, finding that, rejoice!