Shall We?

Shall we meet in a golden land,
where lilies white and plumb trees stand?

Shall we whistle time-honored tunes,
as we did in previous Junes?

Shall we hold each other’s faces,
whilst removing tears, all traces?

I believe we shall meet again.
It’s just a case of where and when. 

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