Sitting 145: The days that I remember
The days that I remember theeAre full of joy and love you seeFor I have walked through fire and floodAnd wandered through the desert climesAs well as swamp and mud and slimeBut through these times I’ve still retainedA love for thee and those aroundThe days that I remember theeWhen this my life is all at seaIt makes no sense that I should beContent to plod along with theeFor knowing you are there with meBuilds up my strength that I may walkUpright E’en though this heavy yolkBears heavily on meThe days that I remember theeThough earthly things may die and rustAnd I must walk o’er dust and sandAnd ever wander through this landI know that till I reach the doorThat leads me to that spiritual shoreYou shall be with me, hand in handWe send our love to all life.GYRON