When hours have drained the vibrant hue of youth,
And time has etched its tales upon our face,
The fleeting days reveal a hidden truth,
That beauty’s charm cannot forever grace.

Each moment slips, a whisper in the wind,
As sands of time through fragile fingers fall,
Yet in our hearts, the memories are pinned,
Eternal love defies time’s ruthless call.

Though seasons change and with them, we may age,
Our spirits soar, untouched by mortal years,
For in our souls, we’re actors on life’s stage,
Performing tales beyond our earthly fears.

So let us cherish every fleeting glance,
And dance with time in life’s ephemeral dance.