Come Youth

COME then, as ever, like the wind at morning!
   Joyous, O Youth, in the aged world renew
Freshness to feel the eternities around it,
   Rain, stars and clouds, light and the sacred dew.
   The strong sun shines above thee:
   That strength, that radiance bring!
   If Winter come to Winter,
   When shall men hope for Spring?

By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. 🫂