Along The Darkened Streets He Walks

Along the darkened streets he walks,
And smiling to himself he talks
Of pleasures gay as yet unseen,
And incidents that have not been;
Of times when he was suave and bold,
And all the clever jokes he'd told,
Of what he'd seen and whom he'd met
And how he loved the social set
"Of which" quoth he "all would remember
Him as a most prominent member"
He talks of places far away,
Of cars and inns and hills and hay,
Where with his friends he loved to roam,
There where he never walked alone.

- G. O'Hagan, 5A

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