Still A Passionate Soul
Big surprise, this poem's about love
Foremost on this old man's mind
May be old but still a passionate soul
In spite of the passage of time
Never realized that in our older years
That one only ages physically
Our minds, our hearts, our basic souls
Remains forever still free
Still free to think, to admire, to love
Just like in the prime of our life
Bodies weaken but minds grow stronger
Much more worldly in spite
As a younger man I was quite insecure
Life has a way of changing us
Passage of time helps us gather strength
To deal with that not-so-good stuff
Still got a bunch of happiness to give
Heart's overflowing with glee
Really can't imagine a life without love
It's what sets our dear hearts free
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The years my dear Jack subtract us freshness and luminosity to the face, but when the heart ages or ennobled or degrades, the first case in ama and becomes wise, in the second, live in resentment and it oppresses.
When it is not aged dies without knowing that stage of life that naturally prepares us to do a good job when it comes to splitting.
Can occur only to an oligofrenica person that an old man doesn't love, but are many people when their elders to reach a certain age cornering them and turn away them as old objects that have already fulfilled their mission, finally... my dear Jack... CĀ“est la Vie.
A greeting.
You are a very faithful friend, my dear Lucas! I appreciate your visits and your philosophy on life! I learn a lot from your wisdom... thank you my friend! Cheers, Jack