Leaves fly the wind across my way <br />Like dreams brought dry on sorrowed dew; <br />As night strikes vibrance from the day, <br />These souls the trail led hard astray; <br />That love was far too fond to fill <br />The dawn of passions - loath to stay: <br />The hours shorten day by day, <br />In silent lonelyness's chill.<br /><br />David Zvekic<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hours-shorten-day-by-day/
