The Cords Of Love, Dear

                                                       By “Jay Archer Thorne”

O, bind us with the cords of love,

     And draw them tightly too, dear;

So you may never go from me,

     Or ever I from you, dear.

No fraying end of this pure cord

     Will e’er be left to view, dear;

The ends will hide within our hearts,

     Our hearts so strong and true, dear.

And then no soul can find the end

     And undo what is done, dear;

O, draw them tightly now fore’er,

     That we may be as one, dear.

March 30, ‘92

Conn. Valley Advertiser