Those Days

Those days which were by sunlight blessed Which were by sweetness full caressed Are now consumed by shadowed time - (Cold church bells in the distance chime) . The Winter brings her discontent Those Summer days yet to lament - The trees are bare, uncovered now, Whilst stems, unflowered, downward bow. And through the night, the watery moon Shines as a phantom in the gloom - Suspended there in dim display Beyond the earth, so far away. With shortened days, and nights too long We all now sing a sadder song - It seems the world has lost its grace As now it shows a darker face. But seasons turn as seasons will And though the Winter lends its chill The time shall come when Mother Earth Will bring her bounty of new birth. Towards the Springtime then we turn The eager sun to brighter burn - When all the land shall be reborn With fields fresh-sown with golden corn ….. And early comes the glowing dawn. Those days, those days, no more forlorn.