never say die

Long years ago,
The days were bright
And life was not much ado;
Tell dear hearty,
Please do tell :
Where did those days go ?

These days are hard,
Tough, full of strain;
Caught in the fix of loss and gain !
To those days of past
I want to retard;
This is a desire,
The desire of a bard.

Those days were good,
Those days were great;
Words came out from heart,
They did come straight.
Now we have mastered a malicious art:
We've made this brain a broker
'Tween the transactions of tongue and heart !

The storm is harsh,
But dont look down.
Stare into the rain with an intention so pure,
And keep on staring;
The silver lining is to be seen for sure !