With every wrinkle, a tale unfolds,
Of laughter, love, and moments bold.
No longer bound by rules so tight,
We dance in freedom, in the night.

Silver threads in our hair’s embrace,
Reflect the journeys, trials we face.
We wear our scars with pride so high,
For in our hearts, we’re free to fly.

The world may whisper, “Act your age,”
But we’ll not yield to their cage.
We’ll sing our songs, break every mold,
For in our spirits, we are bold.

So here’s to life, both wild and free,
To living with audacity.
Growing old without a care,
In every moment, joy we share.