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Oct 2019
Golden days, recalling erstwhile happy youth
precious days, time of passions - full of truth.
Thus in aging days we retain them all else above
Autumn days of deep affections care and love.
We know for sure that life-long love never dies
nor ever is it dimmed in song or memory's eyes.
Though life has nothing sweeter than its Spring
its magical times to a wondering memory bring…
…fondest tunes of glorious days, to us forever young.
These Golden days - so many love songs still unsung.

Tobias
This poem draws on the lyrics of a 1950s popular Mario Lanza song
anthony Brady
Written by
anthony Brady  79/M/Co. Fermanagh. N. Ireland
(79/M/Co. Fermanagh. N. Ireland)   
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