In shades of brown
The autumn faded memory
Still lingers;
Youth held in youth
Like the sparkle of water
'Neath Winter frost.
Eyes that still gaze
Through tears and joy
Of long ago now
Look far too young
To love someone of my years.
So far away
In time and istance;
Maybe somewhere I lie too
looking far too young.
30 January 1973 I rented a room in Edinburgh from an old chap who'd come to Scotland from Lithuania, or Latvia maybe, in the 40s. He showed me a few old photos - all the had from his home and family.
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