Bright and merry were the days
We spent beside our kin
A light we carried through the haze
Of joy we wandered in
Yet now the bells have ceased to ring
And winter’s chill remains
Oh, how the fell season does sing
Of far too distant rains
Bright and merry were the days
We spent beside our kin
A light we carried through the haze
Of joy we wandered in
Yet now the bells have ceased to ring
And winter’s chill remains
Oh, how the fell season does sing
Of far too distant rains
A Poem A Day 