#WritcoPoemPrompt15
I see the reflection of my happiness,
In your eyes,
Picture perfect,
Like a bouquet of posies,
Like a sky full of sunshine...
Youth is not a state of life,
It is a state of mind.
Nobody grows old by merely
Living a number of years;
People grow old by deserting their ideals.
Years wrinkle the skin, but to give up
Enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Worry, doubt, dishonesty, fear and despair:
These are the long, years that bow the head
And turn the growing spirit back to dust.
Whether 16 or 60, every heart has the love of
Wonder, sweet gazing into the stars,
The undaunted challenge of events,
The unfailing childlike appetite for what's next,
And the joy of the game of life.
You are young as your faith,
As old as your doubt,
As young as your self-confidence,
As old as your fear,
As young as your hope,
And as old as your despair.
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