What once was young
too soon grows old;
the smile that once drew lovers
soon goes ignored, unseen.
What will surely be forever
vanishes softly as a sigh.
And the sought become the seekers
whom the now-sought will not see.
With youthful hearts in aging forms,
life’s lesson’s in this rhyme:
The one thing never changing
is the gentle laugh of Time.
--Dorien Grey
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