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Show Old Father Time By HARRY IRVING GREENE ' :; v s, - ,z&A Vy , - Hv sSSP l , v ; : n Western Newspaper Union- ii I came with Space, and hand in hand. p We two sat here alone, As two twin Kings of equal might Sit side by side athrone. While eons came, and eons went, In ceaseless passing flight, And all was still as dungeons deep, And black as moonless night. Then age by age a million years We watched the Sun take form, While through the void in endless count, The Stars were being born. And then from out unfathomed Space, We saw he world appear. I shook my glass and from it fell, A Sand of Time the first New Year. The Years! I watched them come and go, Till I could count no more, The Old the New like falling rain, Or sands upon a shore. Through age of Mist, and age of storm, And age of sweeping Flame, Till last Man came with gift of speech, And gave to me my Name. .,. Old Father Time, he calls me now, As close I glean my tithe. I walk the Earth with silent thread, Yet ever sweep my Scythe. " ' Forever old, yet doomed to live, I'd rest but none is here, gain I raise my Glass and pour LJ Another Sand a new, New Year. L |