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EARLY HISTORY AND REMINISCENCE
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"BUD"
The frost lies on the ground, Bud--
A whiteness everywhere;
The sky is dark and gloomy,
A chilliness in the air.
The birds have all gone South, Bud,
Where skies are blue and fair;
And there comes now no music
From trees so lone and bare.
The years lie on my head, Bud,
And snow-white is my hair;
My friends' have all departed---
none with whom to share.
They say there is a land, Bud,
Where there is no more care
And there will be no parting;
I'll meet the loved ones there.
--Boyd Perkin
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