Oh youth
thou fadest fast,
Thine gift is fleeting,
It does not last.
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Very good way of stating what we all must face, this the harshest reality of being a physical being. Well written my friend.
Nice poem…we get old by mind …why not hue bosom…stay youngish [not young]…phew out days from calendar…backward wheeling in age machine…all the purple will bloom… congrats for sharing Sir Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
Wow, deep words Juan. Very inspirational thank you