Though you are in your shining days,
Voices among the crowd
And new friends busy with your praise,
Be not unkind or proud,
But think about old friends the most:
Time’s bitter flood will rise,
Your beauty perish and be lost
For all eyes but these eyes.
This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on September 20, 2015, by the Academy of American Poets.