The sundial shadow falls on garden lawn
Stabbing my broken heart with renewed pain
Reminds me of dancing yesterdays gone;
Golden years never to return again.

O! to purchase one day forever past
And yet clutch in my shaken hands once more;
As sands in the hourglass refuse to last
So to our lives vain hopes can ne'er restore.

If we could foresee silent days to come
And only know our dearest loved one's fate,
How tenderly we'd cherish our sweet home
Before harsh knells proclaim the hour too late.




**~Hilda~