You just turned sixty and you're feeling blue.
You think that you're old but that's not true.
It's true that you're no longer young but you're not over the hill.
You think that your useful days are over but that's not how you should feel.
You still have a lot to offer to society.
You think you are old but that's not how you look to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem