One day, <br />I’ll gaze into mirrors <br />With autumn and winter eyes, <br />Squinting into the ancient sunlight <br />Of my forgotten former lives. <br /> <br />When there is nothing left but cold frost, <br />I’ll remember the green paths <br />That preceded this demise.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-and-winter-eyes/
