“Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone, I’ll live in memory’s garden dear with happy days we’ve known. In spring I’ll watch for roses red when fades the lilac blue. And in early fall when brown leaves fall I’ll catch a glimpse of you. And should you go first I remain to finish with the scroll, no lengthening shadows shall creep in to make this life seem droll. We’ve known so much of happiness and we’ve had our cup of joy, But memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy. Should you go first and I remain for battles to be fought, Each thing you’ve touched along the way will be a hallowed spot. Oh, I’ll see your face, I’ll hear your voice and though blindly I may grope, The memory of your helping hand will bore me on with hope. And finally and should you first and I remain, one thing I’d have you do, Walk slowly down that long lone path for soon I will follow you. And I want to know each step you take that I may walk the same. For someday … down that long lone path … you’ll hear me call your name.”
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