Kind greeting to the house of Coe

Embraced by this ancestral shade,

And greeting to the long ago,

Whose loving Memories n’er shall fade

 

T’was here our cradle boat were rocked,

Upon a floor, by hands made white;

T’was here our childhood longings flocked,

And filled the brain both day and night.

 

T’was here the angels came, to take

Our loved, to bear them far away;

To lasting joys of heavenly make,

Within the light of living day.

 

Beyond the changes we have known

Beyond the shadows and the tears;

We think of them the older grown,

The Sires and Dames of other years.

 

Sacred this dear old home: and now

As we united stand once more

Another year with added vow

Lies like a wave along the shore.

 

One face has faded since we met

One soul has entered Heaven’s ranks

But mother lives among us yet

For which we give our heartfelt thanks.

 

Six times we’ve gathered ‘neath this tree

God grant we gather many more

While blessings fall on all most free

And Love unites us as of yore.