I think when we grow old together
And we look backward down the years,
On raining days and sunny weather,
And mingled smiles and tears;
The mountain peak of every sorrow
That casts a somber shadow still,
When viewed upon that far tomorrow
Will seem a little hill.
And you will touch my hand with meaning,
And I shall smile a russet smile,
And we shall whisper, close leaning,
“The venture was worthwhile!”
-Anne Campbell
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我想我白偕老，
再回去的些月，
有雨天，也有情天，
有笑的日子也有流的日子。
每一悲秋的峰，
多投下默默的影，
可是未回，
只不是一座小小山坡。
那候你含著深情摸摸我的手，
我也要回你一微笑，
我要倚偎在一起，低：
「一生值得留！」
－Anne Campbell
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