No Thought Given To Youth Passing Time To Die Poem by Terence George Craddock

flowers bloom then fade I fear
in season passed on roadside seen
in spring bloom life is evergreen
but winter falls flowers disappear;

a crowd of flowers were ladies fair
scent of flowers lingers in mind air
especially a fiery yellow memory stirs
violet never fully bedded in head burns;

time has passed a nobleman in health fallen
no longer rides proud horse is wretched dying
of course to lazy to pluck flowers while riding;

to stir himself gather flowers bloom in season
he rode on by imagined profile against blue sky
no thought given to youth passing time to die;