Classic Poem

Do you remember how last year we walked
Against the purple sun through pearly shade,
And stopped all breathless, lingered there and talked,
And heard swift pyrotechnics nature played?

Then, as the twilight dozed, we crept along
In grassy stillness; color flew away
And rollicked with our breath of leafy song
That skipped off, hiding, till the yellow day.

Do not forget! For those green times now laugh
In glee with sport and thought and lily dance;
And fate in vanity now leaps to chaff
Me smiling at her winking circumstance.

These thoughts are fancy-painted, and you see
Their tone is light because they could not be!