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WHEN WE WERE TWENTY-ONE

Where are the days, youth's golden
days
That we know long years ago,
Days that were filled with a strange
delight
That only youth can know
We look far back on an age that's gone
Like the rays of the setting sun,
On those glorious, golden days of youth
When we were twenty-one.

Where are the friends whom we loved
so well
In those days of the long ago;
In those romping, mapcap days of
youth
That only the young man can know,
And as we sit in the twilight hour
In the glow of the setting sun,
Our hearts go out to the friends we
loved
When we were twenty-one.

--Charles E. Pegley
Sandwich, Ont., February 14, 1924.