The Passing Hours

Softly in the glow of moonlight `Neath the canopy of stars There to ponder in the silence - Still, within the passing hours Wistful thoughts of precious childhood Drift through valleys of my mind Times when all the world was boundless - Oh so free and unconfined How I danced through fields of yellow Skipped along the leafy ways Breathing in the joys of springtime Blissful in those tender days Thus unfraught by life`s deceptions Youth and innocence my guide Seeming then that all was splendid - In a pure world to abide Promises of dreams unfolding (All illusions yet concealed) Looking to such bright tomorrows As believed to be revealed But now wise, and in the evening - At the sunset of my life There I see the truth before me All the lies, the pain, the strife Yet I will not fall in sorrow For all yearning now shall cease Eyes now fixed upon the closing Ever then to be at peace