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I went to the dances at Chandlerville, / And played snap-out at Winchester.
One time we changed partners, / Driving home in the moonlight of middle June, / And then I found Davis.
We were married and lived together for seventy years, / Enjoying, working, raising the twelve children, / Eight of whom we lost / Ere I had reached the age of sixty.
I spun, I wove, I kept the house, I nursed the sick, / I made the garden, and for holiday / Rambled over the fields where sang the larks, / And by Spoon River gathering many a shell, / And many a flower and medicinal weed --
Shouting to the wooded hills, singing to the green valleys.
At ninety-six I had lived enough, that is all, / And passed to a sweet repose.
What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness, / Anger, discontent and drooping hopes?
Degenerate sons and daughters, / Life is too strong for you --
It takes life to love Life.