Young are fools, Young is love with it’s gazing wet eyes, Young is time,— of it you still have, Young are dreams, Young are fears, Young are the first worries life burdens us with, Young are we all,—only for a time.
You are never too young of all to do, But old in the spirits of picking whichever's when, To start off young, and end off old. Though life is as short,— it feels too young nowadays.