World Affairs And Beyond

You say I've changed, You say I'm not the same. Remind me of how I used to be? I'd love to hear it from you. I don't remember myself, The me that you remember, From the days of old. I don't know how I was back then, Were not I, as I am today? There are no images of me, In my mind; from yonder years. What is so different about me today? Could it be that your vision has changed? Could it be that we're not meeting, at a battle field today? Is it I, or has your perception of me changed? © Sobia Nosheen (3rd March 2012)

There is wisdom in the years, go find it. These are the riches you should not miss to collect. I have seen most people growing old, but not growing wise. I guess they have wasted the years and have not collected all the wisdom time had to offer them. Make sure you grow wise too besides growing old. Each passing moment holds pearls of wisdom that you have to seek and grab.