Youth

The dew is on the grasses, dear,
  The blush is on the rose,
And swift across our dial-youth,
  A shifting shadow goes.
The primrose moments, lush with bliss,
  Exhale and fade away,
Life may renew the Autumn time,
  But nevermore the May!
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
Written around 1923. 87 reads.
Written by Georgia Douglas Johnson, in the public domain.
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