My Love, My Hope

My Love by Mae Norton Morris

I gave my love a valentine
My bestest chum another
My love, she thought her very
fine
Of course she was my Mother.

My Hope by Rose Henderson

When I grow old I hope to be
As beautiful as Grandma Lee.
Her hair is soft and fluffy white,
And her blue eyes are very
bright,
And down her cheeks are cun-
ning piles
Of little creases when she
smiles.