Young at Heart

Fairy tales can come true,
it can happen to you
If you’re young at heart
For it’s hard, you will find,
to be narrow of mind
If you’re young at heart

You can go to extremes
with impossible schemes
You can laugh when your dreams
fall apart at the seams
And life gets more exciting
with each passing day
And love is either in your heart
or on it’s way

Don’t you know that it’s worth
every treasure on earth
To be young at heart
For as rich as you are
it’s much better by far
To be young at heart

And if you should survive to 105
Look at all you’ll derive
out of being alive
Then here is the best part
You have a head start
If you are among the very
young at heart

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Debbi of An Ever Fixed Mark wrote a wonderful post last week about an encounter she had with an elderly gentleman at a milonga. It brought tears to my eyes to eyes to realize again through her writing the extremely emotional and human side of connection through dance, and how this vital this connection is to all of us no matter what our age is. I hope you enjoy reading about her experience.

It also just dawned on me where Debbi's lovely and sublimely named blog title stems from: Shakespeare's Sonnet 116 (perhaps her favorite?)--

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments. Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

A grateful thank you to Debbi for sharing her story, and for inspiring me to brush up on my Shakespeare once in a while.