Here is a little newspaper clipping in the possessions of my Great Great Grandmother Mary Elizabeth Williams Donaldson. It seems fitting she might have saved this clipping because she was a widow for almost 38 years. She did remarry after William Scott Donaldson died, but she outlived her next husband too.

“Among my books and souvenirs,

“I spend my time with you;

“And in my silent solitude,

“I see my dreams come true.

“I know you are not really there;

“And yet, you seem to be;

“Because the very thought of you

“Is comforting me.

“I hold you in my arms again

“And look into your eyes,

“And all the words you whisper

“Are the ones I memorize.

“Your name appears on every page,

“When I attempt to read;

“And you are every picture of

“My courage and my creed.

“You are the music of my mind,

“My happiness of heart;

“And we are still together, though

“We seem to be apart.