Youth Poem by Sirlanio Jorge Dias Gomes

Where are you going in this hurried way?
Rest the banks of your rivers,
Enjoy the tranquility of life;
And have a vivid recollection of your days.
Escape from the occasion of fall in your steps,
Questioning their wishes.
Control the wings of your impetus,
And do not fly in strange directions.
Do not shatter the mirror that reflects you,
Preventing it from striking in its fragments.
To the gratitude parents,
Picture of what you want in old age.
Be wise in your youthfulness,
And do not despise the maxims of experience.
When the youth withers in thy bosom,
He will blossom the flower of senility;
Adorable perfume of honor in your being.