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LET ME BE THERE.
 
 
 
 

LET ME BE THERE.

Let me be there when morn is peeping,
Loudly with her dripping eyes,
When the world desist from sleeping,
And the bird mounts in the skies.
Let me be there when noontide breezes,
Whisper love to all the glade,
And the song the wood lark pleases,
And the kid plays in the shade.
Let me be there when evening sweetly,
Spreads her mantle o'er the plain,
When the days close completely,
And the night comes back again.
Let me be thine and thine forever,
Whether clad in light and gloom,
Hence to leave thee never, never,
And thro' life remain to bloom—
Let me be thine.