"A Good Man is Hard to Find"
There are a few like you, That deserve the approbation, Not the antipathy They are rare, rare I shall declare. They know, they surely know it’s the effulgence of love That lies where ages and ages hence Have been tracit, Where I myself commence To rise in love Never to fall For love at first is a seed That later grows and grows Into a tree I suppose That later shall bare the good, And oh, I do know That one day I shall meet you Where the sun shall meet the moon And by that we
