Youth's but a state of our mind
Not a time in our life.
It's a matter of will.
It's a freshness, a vigour,
An outlook that calls
To adventures out there, waiting still.
Let nobody say they grow old
Merely by living their years.
This illusion will try
Replicating the lie
That wisdom brings sorrow and tears
Youth can remain throughout life.
Keep deep waters fresh
With zeal, nothing less
Will ignite all the wonder
Which holds old age under.
So, for Young-at-heart-veterans vote YES
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