The Young at Heart
by
Cheryl Raye
The young at heart shall rule the day.
Clearly, there could be no other way.
Time may lead your plans astray:
Handicap, illness, friends who betray.
When life is strange and in disarray,
We must always our dreams obey
And urge our inner-child to play.
If life becomes burdensome and gray
The heart searches for an eclipsing ray
And upon our strength we do survey
That the hopes and wishes of yesterday
Should be the sweet aroma of today.
Cheryl Raye is my pseudonym.