All the wild sweetness of the flower

Tangled against the wall.

It was that magic, silent hour….

The branches grew so tall

They twined themselves into a bower.

The sun shown … and the fall

Of yellow blossom on the grass!

You feel that golden rain?

Both of you could not hold, alas,

(both of you tried, in vain)

A memory, stranger. So I pass….

It will not come ag