Season Of Youth

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Hair thinned and greyed,
From all those years of enlightment;
Experienced along a journeyed
Path of fervent commitment;

To adventure in a vast unknowing
Field, of undulating levels;
Grassy mounds, and parch browning
Valleys, where wilted daisies

Await the rains again;
For seasons come, and they go;
Hot sunny days, and then the rain;
In vibrant torrents returns to

Cool, enliven, and soothe broken
Heart and tired mind;
But what of aged ones, unspoken
Of, will they ever find

A fountain so empowering that
Gives them back their season of youth?

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jemarie Ragudo 03 September 2007

Alas! everyone is seeking and wanting to bring back the season of youth, but in vain. As they say, two things never return - the words spoken and time. Nice work. I like it.

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