H. S. Fritsch* (around 1920)
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Age is a quality of mind.
If you have left your dreams behind,
If hope is cold,
If you no longer look ahead,
If your ambitions' fires are dead --
Then you are old.
But if from life you take the best,
And if in life you keep the jest,
If love you hold;
No matter how the years go by,
No matter how the birthdays fly--
You are not old.
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*H. S. Fritsch may be a pen name, her given name may be Huang Sung Felt. This poem might be written
in about 1920. Many people said that the author known as anonymous has been
prolific over a century.
