As I get old I'll not regret
the things that I have done
for beauty rests within
the moon not only in the sun

Through youthful eyes much to see
excitement lay ahead
now with time a distant look
bespectacled more read

Now I know what does endure
no length or breadth exists
It takes the heart full time
allowed to see how youth persists

As time goes by a knowing smile
though creaky to the bone
a paradox as old I get
this spirit found youthful home

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