Its winter and the beards are grey
But my heart just bloomed to the morning rays
The springs of the youthful days in oblivion
A knave it parted like the dews with the sun
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Beautiful poem, rather than I would say an inspiring poem especially for the people who have reached old age.. Loved reading it.