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.