Days of Darkness
"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
did not leave signs which readily were trailed.
Old pathways scarred by use again prevailed,
gave false hope that
as we grew old;
delightful scenes of youth drew ever bold.
As springtime stirs the flowers and the grass,
so winter spurs
a mind to
[ Tetractys ]
So if a person lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; but let him remember that the days of darkness will be many. (Ecclesiastes 11:8)
for the Writing Challenge - Past Memories - “T” Forms Poetry Contest
sponsored by Constance La France
written on 10/11/22
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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