Youthful Gray

Even though my hair is gray
I'm full of life in every way.
I never say I wish I were young
'cause I'm youthful gray in every way.
Negativity is not a part of me
I do positive affirmations every day.
My health is good; my mind is clear.
My youthfulness gives me the will
To erase all stress from within
And keep my mind on a healthful trip.
I never feel that I'm getting old
I'm only getting mellow, like vintage wine
Who's taste gets better with time.
So when your hair starts turning gray
Don't think of it as getting old.
Just think of it as youthful gray.

by Ray Rivera

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