Realisation (At The Old Homestead)
I tread the paths of earlier times Where all my steps were set to rhymes. I gaze on scenes I used to see When dreaming of a vague To be. I walk in ways made bright of old By hopes youth-limned in hues of gold. But lo! those hopes of future bliss Seem dull beside the joy that IS. My noonday skies are far more bright Than those dreamed of in morning's light, And life gives me more joys to hold Than all it promised me of old.
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"I tread the paths of earlier times..."
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