“Al-Ma’mun sent a young girl to Abil Hassan Ar-Ridha’ (a.s.). Upon entering, she expressed her dislike of his white hair. When the Imam (a.s.) noticed this he returned her to Al-Ma’mun with the following poem that he (a.s.) himself composed:My white hair informs me of the approach of my deathAt old age one accepts adviceYes, indeed youth passed and has ended nowAnd I will never experience its returnI cry and weep over it having gone byAnd keep on calling it perhaps it hears my callAh! What I have lostMy lying self forces me to want it backBeautiful women fear my white hairBut whoever stays too long will get oldI see the beautiful silver-colored women running away from me.Now my share is their separation from meIf youth which has now gone by was my beloved friendNow it is old age that is my friendI will be in its company with piety untilThe soon to arrive death separates us!