Carpe Diem Poem: Bloom Before the Fall
The mirror tells a quiet truth,
The rose will fade, the sun will pale;
Youth is fire that cannot last,
A fleeting wind, a passing sail.
The laughter in your eyes today
Will someday dim, will softly fade;
The curves, the glow, the golden hair
Are gifts the clock will yet invade.
So love your flesh, embrace your hours,
Dance boldly while the pulse is warm;
For beauty lives in fearless hearts,
Not only in the perfect form.
Seize every glance, each whispered smile,
Before the hour slips away;
For youth is brief, yet richly spent,
Can light the soul more than display.
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