Yes, drifting, drifting; and I thought that life, When nearing death is like the sunset sky And death is but the slow, sure drifting in, To rest far more securely, by and by.


Driftwood [1914]


Yes, drifting, drifting; and I thought that life, When nearing death is like the sunset sky And death is but the slow, sure drifting in, To rest far...

Yes, drifting, drifting; and I thought that life, When nearing death is like the sunset sky And death is but the slow, sure drifting in, To rest far...

Yes, drifting, drifting; and I thought that life, When nearing death is like the sunset sky And death is but the slow, sure drifting in, To rest far...

Yes, drifting, drifting; and I thought that life, When nearing death is like the sunset sky And death is but the slow, sure drifting in, To rest far...