Obituary of Benita Gayle Bulman
There are no friends like old friends
And none so good and true;
We greet them when we meet them
As roses greet the dew;
No other friends are dearer,
Though born of kindred mold;
And while we prize the new ones
We treasure more the old.
There are no friends like old friends,
To help us with the load
That all must bear who journey
O’er life’s uneven road;
And when unconquered sorrows
The weary house invest,
The kindly words of old friends
Are always found the best.
There are no friends like old friends,
To calm our frequent fears,
When shadows fall and deepen
Through life’s declining years;
And when our faltering footsteps
Approach the Great Divide,
We’ll long to meet the old friends
Who wait on the other side.
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