At Twenty
At twenty,
she is a fool in love,
full of adventures.
What more do you want?
wisdom or more foolishness?
My dear, in your wisdom,
pause and discover one thing;
wisdom in her abundant foolishness.
Then become more foolish,
to enjoy life's gift of foolishness
wrapped in adventures of love,
at twenty.
At twenty,
foolishness is a virtue,
full of foolish adventures!
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