In the quiet morning light I stand,
Watching shadows dance upon the sand.
Each step a whisper of forgotten dreams,
Carried gently by the river’s streams.

The days unfold like pages in a book,
Every chapter etched with the paths I took.
Through storms and sunshine, laughter and tears,
Weaving stories that span the years.

In the twilight of a setting sun,
I ponder the battles lost and won.
The echoes of love and lessons learned,
Etched in the heart where passions burned.

As night descends with stars aglow,
I find peace in the life I know.
A tapestry woven with dreams and strife,
This is the story of my life.