Song.

I read this poem this evening. And I thought, ‘how true, how good.’

Song

Victor J Daley

(1858-1905)

What shall a man remember

In days when he is old,

And Life is a dying ember,

And Fame a story told?

Power – that came to leave him?

Wealth – to the wild waves blown?

Fame – that came to deceive him?

Ah, no! Sweet Love alone!

Honour, and Wealth, and Power

May all like dreams depart –

But Love is a fadeless flower

Whose roots are in the heart.