Poem by Earl Alonzo Brininstool

Some Day

Some day we're going to wander—you and I,
Back, back to pleasant paths we used to know,
And welcome once again with tear-dimmed eye,
The old days of the happy Long Ago.
And O, the joy with which the heart will glow,
As we clasp hands with friends so long unseen,
And meet again the ones we cherish so,
Whose faces flash from Recollection's screen. 
We'll see them smile, as in the old, old way,
Some day, dear heart, some day.

Some day we're going back out for one brief view,
To where the old familiar homestead stands, 
And there the joys of youth we will renew,
Caressed and loved again by gentle hands. 
Yes, in those dear and ne'er forgotten lands
We'll wander, with a glad and joyous heart,
And bind anew the lost or broken strands
Of Memory, which Time has torn apart.
O'er blossomed fields of youth again we'll stray,
Some day, dear heart, some day.

Some day we'll know the mother-love again
Which we have missed, mayhap, for dreary years; 
We'll smooth the wrinkled brow and cheek, and then
All tenderly, we'll wipe away the tears. 
Then once again, bereft of doubts and fears,
We'll lay our head on mother's gentle breast,
And hear the songs of childhood in our ears,
As in the days she rocked us to our rest.
And at her knee our childhood prayer we'll pray,
Some day, dear heart, some day.

1. Frederic Remington
2. Cattle Land's Farewell
3. The Bunkhouse Boys
4. The Grub-Pile Call
5. Back to the Range

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