30.07.2007, 10:11
Memories of Roosevelt
As we look back and scan life's hazy prime
Across the waste of long-forgotten years,
Some gleam divine breaks through the night and clears
The clouds, that veil the beacon lights of Time,
Making appeal to every age and clime
While all else in the darkness disappears;
The past is lost with all its joys and tears;
But here and there a star with look sublime
Shines on our days with gleams from long ago.
And so will Roosevelt crown the skies to be
Like some great mountain in an afterglow,
That shades its lower slopes as tenderly
As Time hides lives we do not care to know,
While all the Highest glows in memory.
As we look back and scan life's hazy prime
Across the waste of long-forgotten years,
Some gleam divine breaks through the night and clears
The clouds, that veil the beacon lights of Time,
Making appeal to every age and clime
While all else in the darkness disappears;
The past is lost with all its joys and tears;
But here and there a star with look sublime
Shines on our days with gleams from long ago.
And so will Roosevelt crown the skies to be
Like some great mountain in an afterglow,
That shades its lower slopes as tenderly
As Time hides lives we do not care to know,
While all the Highest glows in memory.