Poem by Ogden Nash

The Middle

When I remember bygone days
I think how evening follows morn;
So many I loved were not yet dead,
So many I love were not yet born.

1. Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer
2. No, You Be a Lone Eagle
3. A Crusader's Wife Slipped from the Garrison
4. The Pizza
5. Reflections on Ice Breaking

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