A Memory
O RINGLET, with the golden gleam,
What memories are clustered here!
The shadow of a passing dream,
The silent falling of a tear;
What memories are clustered here!
The shadow of a passing dream,
The silent falling of a tear;
A breath of summers long ago,
Drifting across the moment’s space ;
A long-forgotten sunset glow
Upon a long-remembered face.
Drifting across the moment’s space ;
A long-forgotten sunset glow
Upon a long-remembered face.
A. A. Dayton.