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The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer; / The headstones thicken along the way, / And life grows sadder, but love grows stronger, / For those who walk with us day by day.
The tear comes quicker, the laugh comes slower; / The courage is lesser to do and dare; / And the tide of joy in the heart falls lower, / And seldom covers the reefs of care.
But all true things in the world seem truer; / And the better things of earth seem best, / And friends are dearer, as friends are fewer, / And love is _all_ as our sun dips west.
Then let us clasp hands as we walk together, / And let us speak softly in love's sweet tone; / For no man knows on the morrow whether / We two pass on-or but one alone.