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If You’re Ever Going To Love Me
If you’re ever going to
love me love me now, while I can know
All the sweet and tender feelings which from real affection
flow.
Love me now, while I am living; do not wait until I
am gone
And then chisel it in marble—warm
love words in ice-cold stone.
If you’ve dear, sweet thoughts
about me, why not whisper them to me?
Don’t you know ‘twould
make me happy and as glad as glad could be?
If you wait till I am sleeping,
ne’er to waken
here again,
There’ll be walls of earth between us and I couldn’t
hear you then,
If you knew someone was thirsting for a drop of water
sweet
Would you be so slow to bring
it? Would you
step with laggard feet?
There are tender hearts all round us who are thirsting
for our love;
Why withhold from them what nature makes them crave all else above?
I won’t need your kind caresses when the grass
grows o’er my face;
I won’t crave your love
or kisses in my last low resting place.
So, then, if you love me any,
if it’s but a little
bit,
Let me know it now while living; I can own and treasure
it.
--Author Unknown
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