Today,
We are Full of cheer
eyes bright
Heart strong
We live with confidence
Courage and certainty
Sometimes,
We dash ahead of time into the future, excited
True, the days of youth
The days of youth, they pass so soon
Time relax, we change so fast
Quickly we are young and tender
Quickly we harden in the mould
And Like a flash in the sky, like a passing glare
The elastic years are over
And there we stand
And if we ever make it to the other side
Things won't be the same again
Gray hair
Wrinkled face
Scrawny arms
Cracky speech
Weak limbs
Poor sight
We stand and look back
The scenes of long ago play right before us
While we cry tears of joy
Or tears of no joy
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