Blessings have depths but no measure
For the hearts benchmark the Silver Treasure
Gatherings of the life that ages earn
Gather on the head with a silvery turn
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Lovely, Lovely, Lovely! ! ! This poem is beautiful.......Old is Gold! We should respect our elders......Wonderful Uncle, Keep penning.
Very nice poem full of synonyms-indeed a silver treasure. let it soon turn to gold. 'Gather on the head with a silvery turn Children call'em white & learn they are grey Sparkles of sunlight have smiles on every ray Skin is like a bed dwelling in viscous oil Hair we talk of coir wraped in a silver foil' +10 regards anjali
very nyc poem! ! truly awesome!