|Dear friend, I owe a debt to you today,
A debt my hand nor heart can e'er repay;
A debt not paid in gold, were gold in store___
Can but be paid in love by loving more.
God bless you, tho we never meet again,
I cherish you; for you to me have been
A solace in my soul's dark hour of grief,
A balm to give a moments sweet relief.
Good bye, O may your trials in life be few!
Space measures not my gratitude to you.
__Colfax Burgoyne Harman
Poems Of Sentiment
Colfax Burgoyne Harman
(Valley Falls, Kansas: Harman Publishing. 1905)