YOUTH

by: Georgia Douglas Johnson (1886-1966)

      HE dew is on the grasses, dear,
      The blush is on the rose,
      And swift across our dial-youth,
      A shifting shadow goes.
       
      The primrose moments, lush with bliss,
      Exhale and fade away,
      Life may renew the Autumn time,
      But nevermore the May!

"Youth" is reprinted from The Book of American Negro Poetry. Ed. James Weldon Johnson. New York: Harcourt, Brace and Company, 1922.

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