The vigour of youth,
Murdered by the ravage of time,
Feeding on the nature's eternal truth,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
But time has not diminished their passion,
They are filled with wisdom and compassion,
Their smile has struggled through the years and tears,
In their nativity all the fear disappears,
They have walked the path before you,
So go and pick from their treasure pearls of wisdom few....
You are making me feel so old Meena…LOL! Beautiful sentiment and well-written! You have a gift.
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Haha..not at all..u r the young one who will seek the wisdom from them..😀
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perhaps but
not necesarily
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It is great.
Thank you for following my articles.
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My pleasure😊
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It is my pleasure too.
You are welcome in London soon.
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Beautiful words of the riches of wisdom that come with the passage of time and the inheritance of experience. Excellent post Meena. I thoroughly enjoyed it ❤️❤️❤️
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Thanks a lot dear
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Words of wisdom and reality 🙏🙏 of old people and the picture was so apt.
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Thanks a lot dear
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Welcome 😊😊 😊
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Very True.
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