By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 20, 2011 Christmas Eve on the Desert By Harrison R. Merrill Tonight, not one alone am I but three –The Lad I was the Man I am, an heWho looks adown the coming future yearsAnd wonders at my sloth. His hopes and fearsShould goad me to the manly gameOf adding to the honor of my name.I’m Fate to him — that chap that’s I, grown old,No matter how much stocks and lands and goldI save for him, he can...
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