In the gentle hush of morning light,
A chapter closes with soft delight,
The days of toil now fade away,
As golden years begin to play.

The echoes of the past remain,
In whispered winds and gentle rain,
Each memory a cherished song,
In the heart where they belong.

With open arms, embrace the calm,
The quiet peace, a soothing balm,
New adventures wait to be found,
In gardens green and paths unbound.

So let the sunsets warmly glow,
On dreams that time will surely show,
For every end brings fresh rebirth,
A treasured life, a deeper worth.