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Updated on December 4, 2012

He stood there, brows furrowed in deep thought

Hands listlessly lounging in his pockets

A curious half smile playing on his lips

At the glorious sun about to sink in the socket

His clothes were impeccable-

Stance of a gentleman

An assured calm oft displaced his sadness

Caused by the knowledge of a sinking plan

His eyes glistened with a strange sparkle

Quite moist they were at times

Lips curled into a tight, steely line

At the sounding of the church clock’s chimes

The resplendent golden sky

Magnificent to the neutral mind

Seemed to incite a curious melancholy in him

He eyed the inevitable in the way of the kind

When at last, the glory disappeared

And an uncertain shade took over the sky

Beyond the gold, rose tinted edges

He shook his head and breathed a sigh

No more shall we gaze upon gaiters and breeches

Upon tilted hats being raised to greet

Civility, courtesy and chivalry have passed away

With him, their forgotten fate to meet


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      Sharon Christy 5 years ago from India

      and thank you so much Gypsy Rose Lee! :) So so happy that you liked it!

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      Sharon Christy 5 years ago from India

      BlossomSB thank you for you beautiful comments... they mean so much to me! :) Hope you have a lovely day ahead!

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 5 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up. A sad, but wonderful trip back in time.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 5 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      How sad that they have passed away, although sometimes there is a glimpse of times past and how refreshing that can be. An interesting, nostalgic poem.