
Some are old when they’re young,
Some are young when they’re old
And the years mark no more
Than the passage of time.
Where youth can be timourous,
Age can be bold
And its journey through life
Runs from laughter to wine.


Some are old when they’re young,
Some are young when they’re old
And the years mark no more
Than the passage of time.
Where youth can be timourous,
Age can be bold
And its journey through life
Runs from laughter to wine.

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Five stars! I like to think of the words from that song, “Everything old is new again!”
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I think it gets us that way…If we let it 🙂
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This is fabulous and so true. Some people really do seem to run towards getting old and some old people seem so young in spirit.
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I don’t know about running, not at my age, but I’ll be damned if I get old before I must 😉
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Beautiful
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Thanks, Willow 🙂
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