Salt Lake Telegram | 1925-07-03 | Page 11 | Just Tolks

T w j r A c 1 IJ by y Edgar A. A Guest TWENTY TWENTY The years are long as you look ahead But short when youve you've lived them through And the yesterdays in the past lie dead And gone are their pleasures too For th thE Joys to be seem far away But swiftly they join with s some me yesterday Youth looks out with an envious eye c fe On the great worlds world's changing stage And if longs to share as the days go by In the cares of ot the older age But age looks back with a sigh and cries How swift is time and how soon it flies files lies i Y Youth uth says slowly the long y years ars drift of I And age is the goal to gain But the old man tells you ou the years are swift I And sharp with the touch of ot pain For yesterdays yesterday's child child- who romp romped d in play Is a man full grow for the thO world today Twenty one Oh Oh it cannot be For running the long years oer o'er A few short months in the past I see I When I romped with him on the floor A brief glad boyhood and college then And now he stands In the ranks of men Co Copyright 1925 Edgar A. A Guest