Growing olderâs quite the jest, lifeâs little comedy, Wrinkles form like roadmaps, marking where we’ve been. Hair turns silver, a…
In the garden of our hearts, where laughter blooms, We find joy in the simplest of moments, Your giggles are…
In the morning light, so pure and bright, Laughter echoes, hearts take flight. Children play, their spirits free, A symphony…
In fields where youthful spirits soar, Physical education opens the door. To strength, agility, and grace, Each movement finds its…
Wrinkles tell tales of joy and strife, Each line a testament to a well-lived life. Hair turns silver, a crown…