Strange but true
As the days go by,
The youth surrenders
To the wiser self........
Age old wisdom calls it gold,
The world calls it old.
Surrender we must,
Surrender we will....
With a grace so subtle,
But a heart full of strong will.
Fear not the age my friend
Fear not the age,
As long as thoughts are young
And friendship grows strong,
A bunch of old friends will rejoice,
That their friendship is still young.
As the days go by,
The youth surrenders
To the wiser self........
Age old wisdom calls it gold,
The world calls it old.
Surrender we must,
Surrender we will....
With a grace so subtle,
But a heart full of strong will.
Fear not the age my friend
Fear not the age,
As long as thoughts are young
And friendship grows strong,
A bunch of old friends will rejoice,
That their friendship is still young.
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