Where Did The Years All Go Poem by Terry Dawson

Once more the fiery ball around
An old year out, a new one found
And on we spin in merry twist
Some chances gained and others missed..

How simple now the whole world seems
To callow youth with restless dreams.
No burdens yet the shoulders bear,
Not yet known the weight of care.

Against the world we pit our strength
And learn our measure breath and length
Unyielding earth bends to our will;
We love the power, we hunger still.

In prime of life we take control,
We set our course then onward roll
And in our sweep is borne along
Our kith and kin the weak the strong.

On-marching time rolls back the years.
We turn to grey through age or cares,
Then for our moment we are wise,
We soar on wings and rule the skies.

Now stooping man with silver hair
Hankers back to yesteryear,
Marveling where the time has gone;
Ready to pass the baton on..