The following poem was written by Adelaide Love. The words have been ingrained in my mind since seventh grade, when I first read them aloud from my granny's copy of Best Loved Poems of the American People. I just thought I'd share their beauty with you.
If you should go before me, dear, walk slowly
Down the ways of death, well worn and wide,
For I would want to overtake you quickly
And seek the journey's ending by your side.
I would be so forlorn not to descry you
Down some shining high road when I came;
Walk slowly, dear, and often look behind you,
And pause to hear if someone calls your name.
— Adelaide Love