Youth a golden shadow <br />here but not to stay <br />like clouds the wind <br />may chase across the bay <br /> <br />an incoming tide <br />sweeps fallen years once gay <br />soon washing upon <br />darkening shore cold grey day <br /> <br />so softly <br />falling last leaves do fall. <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright © Terence George Craddock<br /><br />Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/falling-leaves-8/
