They Shall Not Grow Old

A sinusoidal wave is indeed my life,
Happiness, sadness, easy-going and strife.
Average it and zero it becomes,
Balanced properly is indeed my life.
The emotions which overcome me each moment,
They shall not grow old.

The green leaves on the green trees,
Amidst the green green forest.
The blue waves from the blue waters,
Amidst the blue blue ocean.
Leaves will come, and waves will come,
And then they’ll go and again they’ll come,
They shall not grow old.

The smile on the face of a baby when it sees,
Others smiling at him;
The laugh when it is tickled by someone,
Who laughs along with him;
The smile and the laugh on that face of the baby,
They shall not grow old.

The security of one being loved by his love,
The joy of anticipation of one to be loved,
The pain of departure, the happiness of unison,
And departure again only for a reunion,
They shall not grow old.

Times have come and times have gone,
Men have come and men have gone,
Time and tide ever waits for none,
But my love for you is as it was,
It shall not grow old.

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