The Days

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Title:     The Days
Author: Theodosia Garrison [More Titles by Garrison]

I call my years back, I, grown old,
Recall them day by day;
And some are dressed in cloth o' gold
And some in humble grey.

And those in gold glance scornfully
Or pass me unawares;
But those in grey come close to me
And take my hands in theirs.

[The end]
Theodosia Garrison's poem: Days

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