Life's Dream-Like Procession

O life's dream-like procession moves on like
Bright, flashing moments that cannot be caught!
Verdant, sun-kissed gardens of butterflies
Will permeate the curious child's thoughts.
The deep green, blithe spirit of summer thrives.
And to carefree Youth, it is sweet delight.
Yet the tenebrous, fading winter light,
Reveals the weary, brown-grey bones of Time.
Henceforth, it's wise to live each sacred day
When we can, and follow Love's golden ways.