SOMETIMES YESTERDAY'S VERSE APPEARS AS TODAY'S HEADLINES. CONSIDER:
- WE'VE lived for forty years, dear wife,
- And walked together side by side,
- And you to-day are just as dear
- As when you were my bride.
- I've tried to make life glad for you,
- One long, sweet honeymoon of joy,
- A dream of marital content,
- Without the least alloy.
- I've smoothed all boulders from our path,
- That we in peace might toil along,
- By always hastening to admit
- That I was right and you were wrong.
- No mad diversity of creed
- Has ever sundered me from thee;
- For I permit you evermore
- To borrow your ideas of me.
- And thus it is, through weal or woe,
- Our love forevermore endures;
- For I permit that you should take
- My views and creeds, and make them yours.
- And thus I let you have my way,
- And thus in peace we toil along,
- For I am willing to admit
- That I am right and you are wrong.
- And when our matrimonial skiff
- Strikes snags in love's meandering stream,
- I lift our shallop from the rocks,
- And float as in a placid dream.
- And well I know our marriage bliss
- While life shall last will never cease;
- For I shall always let thee do,
- In generous love, just what I please.
- Peace comes, and discord flies away,
- Love's bright day follows hatred's night;
- For I am ready to admit
- That you are wrong and I am right.
- Sam Walter Foss
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