I
love you best when you are near,
And I can touch your hand;
When
I can listen to your voice,
And grant each sweet command.
When
you expel the gloomy hours
With laughter, song and jest,
And
bring but sunshine to my heart
Is when I love you best.
I
love you best when far away
And you I cannot see;
When
voice and touch and sweet caress
Is but a memory.
I
love you bet when you are near,
And best when you’re afar;
Which
means I love you all the time,
No matter where you are.
Feb.
15, 1904
Sent
to B. Globe,
Feb.
15, 1904
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