What hair I have left on my head gray as feather of gray crow
I am in my early sixties yet so little I do know
About life and about living though I'm learning every day
And you never do stop learning though your hair is silver gray
Every day from life there's a new lesson for her and him and you and me
And you never do stop learning as long as you retain the gift of memory
Some more knowledgeable than others though not one who knows it all
From life we never do stop learning till to the Reaper's scythe we fall
The difference between knowledge and lack of such in one is not hard to discern
And those who think they know it all are those with most to learn
For one never does stop learning and the more you learn the more you come to realize
That they are not in majority the knowledgeable and wise
In the ways of life I am so naive a fact I can't deny
But that we learn every day from life to us all does apply.
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