Afterthought

An acrostic

Gone are the moments, fall’n to Time’s great slaughter!
Only a few sad memories remain:
Only dead hope, like puddles after rain,
Dissolving as a snowflake on the water;
But still one bond not Time or Chance may strain: –
Yes! though our lesser, earthly ties must end,
En Cristo hen esmen [i]. Good bye, my friend.

[i] Greek: “In Christ we are one”

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