Autumnal

[glindhot]

An assignment required a poem written in the rhyming pattern of Keats "Ode to Autumn".
I chose as subject the feelings and reflections of a person (me) in the autumn of life, for this, my first ever poem.

They go, the hours diminishing our lives
And with them tender visions fade away,
Yet each nostalgic moment that survives
Grows stronger in my heart each passing day;
The memory of that so dear, first, fond friend,
So lovely, yet I can't recall her name.
And others, too, like gossamer it seems:
From time to time I wonder what became
Of them. In my dream's eye I seem to lend
Each face a beauty, youthful, without end —
But do they ever see me in their dreams?

[Saturn]

Beautiful; brought a tear to my eye. Tbank you for sharing and welcome to the forum glindhot.

[dks]

I love this...what a powerful phrase "my dream's eye..." Fantastic.

Welcome.