The Golden Years - Poem by Blair Jarrells
Suffer not an illusion , Keep your mind on what is real.
Start right from the beginning. For time does not stand still.
We have to face our problems day in and out.
That's the only way to find out, what life is about.
Think fast on tomorrow, and everything it bring.
Put whatever you've learned to good use.
Or your life won't mean a thing.
I am not trying to be dramatic.
I am just telling you what's true.
Be kind to others, and everything will be better for you.
Be grateful in the coming, of your old age.
It is only another stage,
Stifle all of your fears. Then you will look forward,
when you reach your golden years.
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