The Darkening Glass

The weather grows
Hot. Girl’s clothes
Are short.
I aught
To recollect my age!

This brightly lit stage
Will go dark,
And the lark
Cease to sing.

Spring
And summer pass.
While lad and lass
Must pass
Before the darkening glass.

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