What sweet care is a dance of time's move That velvet age clothes the feet To jig in time to a merry later And laughter ploughs a timeless groove To plant the seeds for future's wakening treat Old love's gold is all the greater Dance into time with a soft smiling grace Waltz the dream of limelight's draw Into limits that pass impressions unknown Dear lines are experience of life's face Time's eyes are all of love's adore Within this shell that life has, fortunate, grown
Be never afraid of what is progress For what is past is for all youth to impress
ODE TO AGE.
What sweet care is a dance of time's move That velvet age clothes the feet To jig in time to a merry later And laughter ploughs a timeless groove To plant the seeds for future's wakening treat Old love's gold is all the greater Dance into time with a soft smiling grace Waltz the dream of limelight's draw Into limits that pass impressions unknown Dear lines are experience of life's face Time's eyes are all of love's adore Within this shell that life has, fortunate, grown
Be never afraid of what is progress For what is past is for all youth to impress
