Lazy mists o'er mountain peaks are raised
Nature's touch a rejoicing world has graced
Kissed by the pallid lips of regret
Tomorrow's dreams on yester grave are placed.
Wet eyes a million lights reflect
Where a few have shone- so does past regret
Pain's moment to everlasting pain transform
And joy's songs to dirges turn through neglect.
I raised my eyes and the Heavens in crescents shone
Like Halo'ed flowers virgin brides adorn
Angels chorused- my mortals ears had heard
With Autumn's breeze, my Spring blooms have blown.
Passing fancies by friendship's name are known
And, in passing, past ties disown
Love's words, though, in soft memory'll linger
Come night - each alone the day shall mourn.
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