SUNSET
Florence Peacock (dates not known)
"The setting sun of old age ever gilds with rosy tints the days gone by."
The setting sun of life gilds with its rays
The unforgotten but far distant days,
The days when youth and hope walked hand in hand.
It sheds around the past a rosy glow,
That past which never was a present, though
On looking back o'er life it seems to stand
Bathed in a crimson glory, - and old age
Lingers with loving fondness o'er the page
Thus lighted up by memory's golden rays.
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POETRY PATHWAYS
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