Unfettered dreams–the mark of youth?
Perhaps this is a partial truth.
The sparks that caused our youth to blaze
Still live in coals of quieter days.
Although our dreams have changed somewhat,
The passing years have dimmed them not.
For hope is bright in eyes of age
As still we turn each fertile page,
To find such treasures waiting there
As life and love and answered prayer.
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