whiskey gets better with age,
so do well made guitars.
mountains become more serene,
and old trees are majestic with power!
the soup that simmers long
has a better taste.
old clothes are more comfortable.
old songs never get old...
old lovers know without asking.
old houses have their ghosts.
inside of me there's still a storm,
a rainbow, and something...
waiting on the dawn!
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