Someone Like You
James W. Service
Some one like you who’s the same Day and Morrow,
Firm as a rock and square as a die,
Some one who’s steadfast in joy or in sorrow,
Some one who’s dearer each day that goes by.
Fortune is fickle and hope is deceiving,
Comradeship ends and life changes all through,
There’s only one thread that runs all through the weaving,
Fair to me, square to me—Some one like you.
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