Ruth Rayment - When I grow old?

When I grow old
When I was once young
When I knew my time had come
When all has approached
The war undone
I shall still be
The one under the sun
Whilst those who died and those who cried
Shall still mourn
Forever wishing
Forever grieving inside
I shall be able
To hold this head high
Though I sigh and never deprive
My heartaches for the one sacrificed
When I grow old
When I was once young
I knew this day
This month
This hour would come.

Ruth Rayment

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