In the quiet glow of forty’s dawn,
A tapestry of years unfurls,
Each thread a memory gently drawn,
In the dance of time’s subtle swirls.
Wisdom whispers through the air,
Guiding steps once unsure,
A tapestry woven with care,
In dreams that still endure.
The heart beats with seasoned grace,
Embracing stories yet untold,
In every line upon the face,
A legacy of the bold.
As the horizon stretches wide,
Forty beckons with open arms,
A new chapter where dreams abide,
In life’s ever-evolving charms.