Hidden Youth
HIDDEN YOUTH
Locked inside each oldster,
There's a youngster you will find,
Peering out and looking back,
At all he's left behind.
He's really not so different,
From the youngsters of today,
Though wrinkled now, his eyes are dim,
What hair he has is gray.
He stilllikes a little company,
Enjoys a little fun,
And oh the stories he can tell,
From back when he was young.
He's not as dumb as some will think,
He's wiser now than most,
And you can learn a lot from him,
If you aren't self engrossed.
Most problems that we face today,
He's seen it all before,
You aren't the first to run into,
That self same slamming door.
He has a world of sage advice,
If you will only listen.
He's run that same track once or twice,
And he has hind-sight vision.
He's really not so different,
He laughs and he cries too,
Not just some stuffy old antique,
Inside he's just like you.
Judy Ball
So many people today think once you've passed the Big Five-O life just ends. NOT
SO! For many of us it begins al over again.
We're finally free to pursue all the things we previously set aside to raise our
families. Our brains don't just stop functioning and I've never seen anyone with an
expiration date stamped on their bottom by God at birth.
We still like to have coffee and chat, we still like a good joke, still like to dance, go to
dinner, see a show, etc. Myself I still love the great outdoors and being surrounded
by Nature and my animals.
I'm old I'm not dead.
I'm gonna go full tilt until I just run out of gas and drop one day.
You can do what you want with what's left.
I won't be needing it anymore.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2011
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