My post today is quite different from the usual.  I ran across an anonymous poem and I am sharing it with you.

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 ambition’s fires are dead –

Then you are old.

But if from life you take the best,

And if in life you use a jest,

If love you hold;

No matter how the years go by,

No matter how the birthdays fly –

You are not old.

Hopefully you have determined yourself not old so you can live . . . your life to the fullest.