Back In The Days Of Green Time Poem by DM W

In the lime green of time, between childhood
And youth, we climbed the hills, played in the fields,
And at night we swam with the moon and stars.
In the dark green of time we liked to roam
The forests seeking endless adventures
As the virgin sun poured out its fresh light
And the slow summer months stretched out for what
Seemed an eternity. Now time has left
Us damaged and ragged, we no longer
Feel the sweet, vital wine flow through our veins.
We only know that we are growing oldm
And former joys have been replaced by new fears.