Our youth has now faded with winged feet
And age has lined our weary face with sighs
The mirror does not lie nor does it cheat
Our youth has now faded with winged feet
Time ends and Death we will soon greet
And will take us by the hand to our demise
Our youth has now faded with winged feet
And age has lined our weary face with sighs
Age has lined our weary face! With the muse of life and growth. Nice work.
Great poem and the significance of the title is amazing. thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb poem, as we grow old....age has lined our weary face with sighs