Harry Turtledove
How Few Remain

Now twenty years have passed away,

Since I here bid farewell

To woods, and fields, and scenes of play

And school-mates loved so well.

Where many were, now few remain

Of old familiar things!

But seeing these to mind again

The lost and absent brings.

The friends I left that parting day How changed, as time has sped!

Young childhood grown, strong manhood gray,

And half of all are dead.

— Abraham Lincoln, "My Childhood Home I See Again"


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