Golden Days

GOLDEN DAYS There were days when I rejoiced, happiness on success to access enduring failure much less. There were days when desires glazed on expectations to cherish and raise. each disappointment to erase. There were days when hope soared high, dulcet dreams dazzled far and nigh Progress ahead never to sigh. There were days to gallop gallant, activities brilliant vibrant, dynamic flow, not stagnant. Those golden days once in peak of glory turned dusty being buried in memory. Now Past appears fictitious story. 01/17/21