Poem: Age

Age

Some say age is just a number; some say otherwise
To me it is invaluable; as the situations arise

For some it is irrelevant for their heart is forever young
No matter what they do, they’re always mentally strung

For some it is irrelevant as their heart is already old
In fact, they don’t know if their heart was ever gold

Whatever you may think of age
All it actually is, what you make of it!

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