Our Picnic

A Poem Addressed to Bessie Mae Groseclose, Ceres, Va.
(Dated 11 Aug. 1900, three days before brothers Levi & Albert Groseclose
depart Ceres, Va. for Idaho)
 

(1)
Where is now the merry party I remember long ago?
Laughing round the Alum spring */
Where I often long to go?
And that summer balmy evening
In the wagon on the hay.
They have all dispersed and wandered
Far away, far away.
They have all dispersed and wandered
Far away, far away.

(2)
Some have gone to lands far distant
And with strangers make their home.
Some are out upon the waters.
Some away from us have roamed.
Some have gone into the West land.
Longer here they may not stay.
They have reached a fairer region
Far away, far away.
They have reached a fairer region
Far away, far away.

(3)
There are still some few remaining
Who remind us of the past.
But they'll soon go with the others.
Things forever cannot last.
Years roll on and pass forever.
What is coming who can say?
Ere this closes many may be
Far away, far away.
Ere this closes many may be
Far away, far away.
 

*/ Alum spring may refer to Alum Springs Hollow, located
about four miles from Ceres, VA.


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