With every dawn, a story unfolds,
A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
In lines upon the face, wisdom resides,
A beautiful journey where grace abides.
The mirror whispers tales untold,
Of laughter shared, and hands to hold,
A dance with time, both friend and foe,
In every line, a life in flow.
The autumn leaves, a vibrant hue,
Reflect the soulâs own colors, true,
In growing older, beautyâs found,
In every step, on sacred ground.
Embrace the years, with gentle pride,
For in their folds, loveâs truths abide,
The heart, a vessel, ever wide,
Time’s gentle touch, a faithful guide.