Take Me Back Poem by Nero CaroZiv

Take me back to the days of roses that drink the fountain rising chill vapor
In the pleasant air of calm wind blowing slumbering noon,
The roses that Grow pale and blue with altered as their scent pour
In the gaze of the nightly silent floating moon;
For the planet in summer warm and bright
Makes it wan with her borrowed light.


Such is my heart at the glorious days of childhood; roses are fair,
And that at best a withered dried blossom;
But my life worries and care did idly slowly wear
My life withered leaves in my faithful bosom;
Fed with love, like air and dew,
Humans lose their colors as roses lose their hue

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