Thirty Or Eighty
Whether at thirty or eighty, we all can grow truly old;
not by the years, but by the ideals that we no longer hold;
of truth, that is,
of good, justice,
when we grow cynical and jaded, hesitant to be bold.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2007
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