V poletji vsaka trava
Se povzdigne, v cvetji plava;
Solnce, leto ko obide,
Cvet iz zemlje spet izide,
Stvarnica se pomladi.
Ali mladost kadar projde,
Nikdar zopet več ne dojde –
Beli sneg na glavo padne,
Žile bivajo nam hladne,
In srce oledeni!
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Spomlad in mladost · Valentin Orožen · Poetry Cove