Both to teach and both to learn.
So opposite these lives are one.

Oh! The beauty of it all!                                       
                                                         To increase knowledge is the goal.

“Daddy!  Look at the butterfly!”                                                      ­
                                                     Seeing the end that all must die.

Love found in a birdie’s song.                                                  
                                                     Knowing why, all wonder gone.

To Touch! To smell! To hear! To see!                                                            
                                                 All innocence lost. A tragedy.

One to love, and one to lead.
The opposite may each one need.

Without the elder, youth lose the way
But without the youth, there’d be no joy