Youth Of The Past Poem by Eleanor Rose

Youth Of The Past



Ah, youth of the past
Once I was so young
Beautiful as the sun's rays
Graceful as a willow tree
But alas I fear,
The youth is in the past
For now I am old
Older then the trees
Clumsy as a child
Ah, youth of the past

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