In the quiet of the morning light, Forty years now softly greet, A tapestry of days gone by, Woven with…
At the crossroads of life’s gentle turn,Where wisdom and youth gracefully intertwine,A tapestry of memories, lessons learned,Guides the heart as…
In the dawn of forty’s grace, A gentle whisper of time’s embrace, Echoes of laughter, tears softly trace, A tapestry…
At the cusp of forty, where dreams take flight, A dance between memories and the coming light. A tapestry woven…
As the sun rises on the dawn of forty years, The echoes of youth gently fade away, Wisdom’s light shines…
At forty, the dawn of a new decade, A time to reflect on paths once made. The laughter, the tears,…
At forty’s gate, I stand with pride, The years behind, a flowing tide, Each wrinkle tells a story true, Of…