O Genevieve, sweet Genevieve, The days may come, the days may go, But still the hands of mem'ry weave The blissful dreams of long ago.
George Cooper (1840 - 1927)
Contributed by: Zaady
Brave your storm with firm endeavor. Let your vain repinings go! Hopeful hearts will find forever Roses underneath the snow!
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