With each passing year, wisdom grows within,
Echoes of youth fade softly, like a distant din.
The world seen through eyes seasoned and clear,
Embracing the journey without any fear.

Wrinkles tell stories of laughter and tears,
Lessons learned through trials and cheers.
The heart beats steady, no longer in haste,
Savoring moments, none go to waste.

Dreams evolve, yet passions remain,
Finding joy in sunshine and in rain.
Age is but a number, not a chain,
Wisdom is the treasure that we gain.

Life’s tapestry, rich with threads of gold,
Each day a chapter, a story told.
Growing older, we find our own pace,
Wiser now, with a smile on our face.