I saw fond lovers in that glow
    That oft-times fades away too soon:
I saw and said, "Their joy I know--
    I, too, have had my honeymoon."

A young expectant mother's gaze
    Held earth and heaven within its scope:
My thoughts went back to holy days--
    I said, "I, too, have known that hope."

I saw a stricken mother swayed
    By sorrow's storm, like wind-blown grass:
I said, "I, too, dismayed
    Have seen the little white hearse pass."

I saw a matron rich with years
    Walk radiantly beside her mate:
I blessed them, and said through my tears,
    "I, too, have known that high estate."

I saw a woman swathed in black
    So blind with grief she could not see:
I said, "Not far need I look back--
    I, too, have known Gethsemane."

I saw a face so full of light,
    It seemed with all God's truths to shine:
I said, "I, too, have found my sight,
    I, too, have touched the Fact Divine."

Hello, Boys! by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
London: Gay and Hancock, 1919.

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