The Flight of youth

May 17, 2008 5:40am CST
There are gains for all our losses There are balms for all our pain But when youth,the dream,departs Tt takes something from our hears And it never comes again We are stronger, and are better Under manhood's sterner reign Still we fell that something sweet Follwing youth,with flying feet And will never come again Something beautiful is vanished And we sigh for it in vain We behole it everywhere On the earth, and the air But it never comes again
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