I've earned the grey, upon my head,
Through many, many years.
And never once do I regret,
The sorrow and the tears.
I've earned the grey, upon my face,
My badge of honor if you will.
It brings to mind much better days,
That live within me still.
Somewhere in Proverbs it says Grey hair is a crown of righteousness., and so indeed it truly is! Well stated my pal.
Guess we are all lucky if we do get older and also have a good memory or two to look back on., well put.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great attitude and a great little poem. You said all that was necessary. Deserves some rating