Where Have All The Years Gone? Poem by Terry Dawson

Where have the years all gone? A poem.

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.

With strength of arm and mind we bend
Unwilling world to meet our end.
By confidence is cleared the way,
Masters we at work and play.

In prime if life we take control,
We set our course then see us 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..~td 2018