'Spirit Of A Man' Poem by Linda Winchell

Although I may have scared you off,
By the numbers which mark my birth.
For youth is in the Spirit of man,
Not represented by the first.

You too shall be where you think that I am,
Of which surly you will be one day.
Then see how you might come to feel,
When someone comments on your hair of grey.

The Spirit of man lives on through time,
And before anothers view.
I hope one day that you will see,
What my Spirit had left in you.