a poem by ROY Douglas KNEALE, UK

You came into my life when I was growing old,
And for a season made me young at heart again,
But summers change to autumns, which turn to wintry cold,
And even warm refreshing showers give way to icy rain.

You came into my life, like a tender stem
Emerging shyly into view within some pleasant glade;
But buds need constant sunshine, to nourish life in them,
And I to you it seemed could promise only shade;

You came into my life, after my youth’s songs were sung,
Yet shared in bliss-filled arias that never die it seems;
For even though you ran away to someone then still young,
You came into my life and yet remain there in my dreams.


[Cat. No. C100. Composed 1996.]

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