By : Elaine Isaacson
Age cannot be counted by
The years a person lives.
But by the hope within his heart.
And all the love he gives.
How young you are does not depend,
Upon your date of birth.
How old you are is not measured by
Your time upon this earth
But if your heart is full of dreams
And if you are among those, with eagerness for life
Then you are truly young.
But if you see, no beauty in all you behold,
And came not for your fellow man,
Then you are truly old.
And the world keeps moving on
and us along with it
And sometimes we hurt along the way
and sometimes we give back what we've been given
but we move on
The world keeps moving on and we move on along with it
the lessons and the hurts overwhelm the masses
And we spend time drinking, crying, and holding onto
the very things that threaten to destroy us
and then one day we realize we've emerged beyond
the hurt, the pain, even the smiles we've given to each other
and today is brighter than the yesterdays
we thought we couldn't live without
so we live on, we move on
we pack a few things we feel we cannot live without
say good-bye to those things we needed for a time
we smile at the memory we had with one another
and if we're fortunate we hold onto those we love
and we move on together and the world's a little brighter
and the load a little lighter for a time... yes, for a time