It is a strange thing indeed.
But I realise the experience of emotions can only come richer with age. Comes richer because of richer experience in life.
A tear, a laughter, a smile, can be frivalous yet bearing depth.
A grief of deep sorrow or a smile of deep elation, who knows except the spirit of a man.
The scribe of emotions would only lift his pen when his heart so speaks.
Somehow, the days that has gone by have placed in my soul, a note, a musical note that would best describe those days and years that have gone by.
Richer each day and I hope all the more wiser.
A day pleasant, indeed gives the heart a reason to rejoice. A settled mind for the day, gives the soul a thanksgiving song.
Life simplicity, Life excitment, I am more mellowed but yet all contentment of life leaves my heart gladder than before.
Thank God for diminishing the allurements that once would have greatly unsettled this soul.
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