Milford chronicle., 1903-04-03
AN ORIGINAL POEM

ANNatN by MISS <A4ACG Jump vi LuG
occasion of the 5Oth wedding anniver-
sary of Mr.. and Mrs. Vinyard of Hous-
ton, Del, which was celebrated last
week. 1t was put in type for last
weeks edition, but with other matter
it was unable to get place in last weeks
CHRONICLE.
Can this be the golden wedding with its years
and silver hair,
Surely aye Gods" have been kind to our
grandparents fair;
We gaze upon their happy faces with ruddy
health aglOw,
And wonder If at the other wedding just hfty
years ago,
Their faces we're quite so sunny and half so
bright,
As now in their dear old home tonight,
Within whose sacred precincts we all delight
together,
And where the hours pass swiftly each happy
with the other.
What wonder we our cares forget
And all earth's turnmOil and Its rreti
Where grandpa with loving word and smile,
Looks on approvingly all the while;
And grandma eyeing us with her glasses
Has nothing but love for her grand lads and
tasses
So what would the home andits influence be,
Ifthese lives Of spotless purity
Did not shed heir faces thro its very wall,
And for them we love tive love it all.
And what a glad occasion this.
To know that fifty years of bliss
lave passed so lightly with this one,
While along lifes race they run,
One in love and spirit blended;
Each by the other watched and tended,
And heavenalways lending
That guard and keep with wiser tending.
Fifty milestones-still not done,
And short the road has been-not long,
But "Father Time" smiles sweety yet:
He she one with years to let.
And says still farther on
Ye cannot get LIES setting suns
View in yon glowing west,
We ask no more-GOd knows the rest.
% let the sunlight and the shade.
That falls alike on hill and glade
Mingle yet about thy nest,
Since neither alone but both are best.
And let the soDgbirds as Of yOre
Sing about the farm house door,
While looking backward thro the years,
So full Of trust-no room for fears,
1 seem to see a happy pair;
She with dark and curly hair,
Eyes Of blue that trustingly.
And not one moment critically
Look into his noble face,
Where no fault she finds to trace,
For that manly form and tall
Holds her future-holds her all.
Since when she that timid answer
Gave the staid old white haired pastor,
Gowned in simple snow-white muslin;
The dark curls loose with one white rose in,
in the home where rural living
Had done its best her fair cheeks painting.
True OF brides she was the fairest,
Spoke her friends and neighbors nearest.
While of bridegIoOIns he's the Iuckiest,
Tho we doubt not the wOrthiest,
A d in fancy can see them
lest launched out life's ocean in,
And to this home they proudly came,
'Oak Lawn" farm they gave it name.
tits sevening-hushed the bird lay;
Now they stand befor the doorway,
He is holding one small hand,
But looking away to the future land,
nd his heart wells up in prayer.
The angels carry it thro the air;
That heaven may bless the home
And guide their homes lest they should roam
For lies ocean is wide and deep,
It's shores so rocky and steep,
And its bhlows oft dash high,
Not pausing to hear humanities cry.
And, 0 God, we thank Thee here tonight.
That by beautiful faith-not sight,
Thou hast led them safely along,
Thro dark clouds and jostling throngs.
sight children came 10 bless them,
)nly one Of all has left them;
lie is there and we are here,
\ broken link bringing heaven near;
nd the rest with loviHg hand and heart
70 make life easy will do their part,
FOR grandpa and grandma tho hale and strong
lave borne the burden full well and long.
And we want them TO feel that our hearts
fullest love
s theirs tonight, and as the years move
We hore to meet in this home so dear
70 celebrate many another happy year.
nd let's for "a moment look onward and pray
hat Our Father will lead Us each in His way,
Ind hat none shall stain nor blot this fair
record
Until safe at home our barks we shall anchor.
But all things here must have on end,
md 1 blush to think of these lines l have
penned.
10 feeble and helpless, bereft Of power,
o express the gratitude and love ofthis hour,
sut m etbinks OF all the gaily days,
Christmas and birthdays;
n weddings three, with all they joy,
u love and life without alloy,
II sll that's made this old roof ring,
md filled our hearts with joys of spring.
hold this merry golden wedding to be by FAR
# all the others the peer-the star.
~ DS I'll M