O lost and forgotten ones,

Thou and thy daughters and sons,

Thou that lived, and breathed, and died,

And spoke, and laughed, and cried.

O poor and broken heart,

Who suffered in a world so cruel and tart.

Thou that worked thy way slowly up the slope

But tried and failed and didn’t give up hope.

Thou did live as good a life as any.

Abandoned and forsaken ones, ye art many.

O ye who have passed and gone,

Thine lonesome souls will live forever on.

O dear souls, the world has forgotten thee,

But I will remember, and thou will be glad of me.