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From here A poem by /u/Poem_for_your_sprog

The sun goes down upon the Ankh,
And slowly, softly fades -
Across the Drum; the Royal Bank;
The River-Gate; the Shades.

A stony circle's closed to elves;
And here, where lines are blurred,
Between the stacks of books on shelves,
A quiet 'Ook' is heard.

A copper steps the city-street
On paths he's often passed;
The final march; the final beat;
The time to rest at last.

He gives his badge a final shine,
And sadly shakes his head -
While Granny lies beneath a sign
That says: 'I aten't dead.'

The Luggage shifts in sleep and dreams;
It's now. The time's at hand.
For where it's always night, it seems,
A timer clears of sand.

And so it is that Death arrives,
When all the time has gone...
But dreams endure, and hope survives,
And Discworld carries on.

(Several years late, I know, but I saw it once and want to be able to remember it.)

I have a fragment of poetry in my head and I can't place it.

Time is a wind and the red leaves fly before it
[far across? far away?] in the dusty time of year.
[something here that matches the scansion]
I hear you calling, my dear, my dear...

Unfortunately, I can't guarantee that even the words I have there are correct, so I can't websearch it. Frustrating, to say the least!

What I have is the rhythm of it in my head, and I just want the full poem.

Help?

eta: I remembered it! Sara Teasdale - Did You Never Know?
Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me --
That your love would never lessen and never go?
You were young then, proud and fresh-hearted,
You were too young to know.

Fate is a wind, and red leaves fly before it
Far apart, far away in the gusty time of year --
Seldom we meet now, but when I hear you speaking,
I know your secret, my dear, my dear.