Old and new
When you're new, you're new.
When you're old, you're old
And new.
Old enough to know nothing's really new,
Young enough to stay hopeful,
And those are the other words for new.
Keep your eyes open, heart lifted.
Who knows what's coming next?
Or if we're born to renew,
Here or somewhere
Else,
Or everywhere,
Who really knows?
Hopes, wishes, prayers, greetings,
As new leaves and years and babies spring,
And opportunity still hangs on a string.
Sanjib Basu 