The Fading of Joy

If the smile we display to the world is but a patina, a shell, laid over the pain and disappointment of our living, the years will wear it away, slowly, and the vibrant superficial colors of joy will give way to the solemn hues of gray. Thus is the disenchantment of age.

Yet, there are those who seem to yet revel in life, singing with brilliant voices, not untouched by life's scaring, but joyful still.

How do they do it?