Sonnet To Yrainse

Year after year, each year's like a white veil -- Green days were tarnished and made a white cast. Sometimes amazing scenes are like a gale -- Blows off the veils, relives the far, bare past. Warm winds hailed my ship in the boundless Nile. Beneath the diamond sky I laid down: Once 'bove the beach, the stars gave us a smile, When we thought that "Youth" was our proper noun. The lamplight's gold foil buoyed by Cam's dark stream. Eyes closed -- breeze, grass scent -- just my every sense: I saw Xu Zhi-mo punt towards his dream, I saw us punt towards our future tense. The last veil drops: at the O'camp you danced. Years fled; skin wrinkled but the bond's enhanced.