Pining Youth

Then in the midst of wild excitement I did play 
Among the trees and sapple grass 
Bright with the spirit of a summer's day,
Wearing my youthful bliss outward 
With dazzling smile and prancing step
And others to share the light awhile 
Of a wondrous time in memory yet,
None were the sorrows that strain the heart 
Or the waiting displeasures at every turn 
Nor the desolate cries of the brain 
From which I now yearn,
None, in the midst of my youthful song 
When I ran through the dancing meadows,
Delighting in its ways. 

                 W.A. CHOLT. Copyright  Fergal O Reilly. 1994.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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