At the cusp of forty, where dreams take flight,
A dance between memories and the coming light.
A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
Stories of youth and tales untold.

The whispers of past echo in the breeze,
Lessons learned with gentle ease.
Each wrinkle a mark of laughter and tears,
A life enriched by the passing years.

In the heart of change, a new beginning,
A time of rediscovering and inner winning.
With open arms, embracing the new,
Forty unfolds with a vibrant hue.

So here’s to the journey, both young and wise,
The beauty of life beneath the skies.
Forty, a number, yet more than a score,
A celebration of life, and so much more.