Saddest Song

Of all the songs on record In any tongue or clime, The saddest in this world to me Is well-loved "Auld lang syne."

The grand old simple music Is somehow set apart From other songs—so bravely It speaks to every heart.

I often stand in circles Clasped hands so gayly swing "Should auld acquaintance be forgot?" The happy crowds still sing.

But now too many faces Are missing from the scene, I only hear the music As one lost in a dream.

Singing with other loved ones, The cup of kindness yet Is held in trembling fingers To those we ne'er forget.