Days Of Our Lives

A Poem by    S. Allen Wilner    196x

The days of our lives Like leaves in the wind Will crumble to dust in the Fall.
The love which first bloomed In the Spring of the year Seldom weathers the Winter's first call.
Our love has endured-- It has conquered the storm, Growing stronger as years hurry by.
The magic so new In the Spring of our youth Will be with us till final goodbye.

© 1998 - S. Allen Wilner

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