I hate to see you go !
Ends our three years together thus ?
Must all be summed up so?
But to be swept away from us?
I hate to see you go !
I hoped you would not go —
And sought with bonds of joy to bind,
Or make the wheel of time turn slow;
A vain desire of selfish mind,
For you, of course, must go.
If, then, I let you go,
Remember me in years to come;
; And in the hours when memories glow.
Look back and love me some —
And so I’ll let you go.
And thus I let you go.
the river of life gleams brightly on;
Up towards its source thy shallop row;
Onward to fight with friend ‘ gainst foe —
And thus I let you go.
Dorothy. K. Davies