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Jun 2010
Youth comes but for a while
And we sometimes forget
That as the dew will leave the flower
So to that moment passes yet
But though the dew returns next day
Our youth will not do so
Until our winter comes to stay
And the cold north wind will blow
And loss will come along the path
It can not be turned back
Until the day when winter's wrath
Makes clear the things we lack
Copyright June 26, 2010 by Timothy Emil Birch
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Timothy Emil Birch
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