Let the sun shine in the sky clean,
Smiles are bright when giving.
Destiny bestows the joy of life
And not looking at the year.
Wrinkles, like spiders,
Let the Indian summer take away.
But the success that everyone needs so much,
Over the years, gives more energy!
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That is a very nice poem @sokoloffa :-) Thanks for sharing.