With age, the silver threads weave through our hair,
And lines of wisdom show a life that’s fair.

Our steps grow slower, yet our hearts beat strong,
In memories, we find where we belong.

Each wrinkle tells a story, bold and bright,
Of days now past, of love, and youthful light.

Though sight may dim and hearing fade away,
Our inner vision sharpens, clear as day.

We cherish every dawn and setting sun,
For life’s sweet race is nearly run.

The strength of youth may slowly ebb and wane,
But peace of mind and joy we still retain.

In every laugh, a thousand echoes ring,
Of all the joy and sorrow life did bring.

With every tear, a well of wisdom grows,
For through life’s trials, true understanding flows.

The years bestow a grace that youth can’t see,
A gentle heart, a spirit wild and free.

And though our bodies tire and days grow cold,
Our souls remain forever young and bold.

With age, we learn to value simple things,
The warmth of love, the hope a new day brings.

In twilight’s glow, we find a quiet peace,
As life’s long journey softly finds its cease.

So let us age with dignity and pride,
For in our hearts, eternal youth resides.