Companions of my mellow youth Bound by circumstance to squeak wry truths In awkward dartings of darkened tongues! They themselves forget 5 How greatly were their wits Distended--- for age has this much blessing: That we forget our misdemeanors As so much chaff's fretted away And retain the golden grain that we consume 10 Day by day, by eating making new.
From the collection "Ascent"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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