A Tear In Her Eye Poem by Terry Dawson

Through highland field a river streams
Where aging youth is lost in dreams.
In the lines of her face a story told
Of flawless youth now over rolled;
Of a dance of time that has waltzed by
And the recall of it is a tear in her eye.

When fragile bloom has had its day
Its beauty dulls and fades away
But inward beauty which is pure
Emits a shine that lasts the more,
Like morning sun passed through the trees
It has a glow that never leaves!