In the garden where time gently sways,
Youth dances with untamed grace,
Chasing dreams beneath the golden rays,
Life’s vivid colors in a joyous race.

Age watches with a knowing smile,
Where wisdom weaves a tender thread,
Memories gathered in a distant mile,
Stories of triumph and tears unsaid.

Youth sings with a voice so clear,
Boundless hope in every word,
While age whispers in the ear,
Of life’s lessons quietly heard.

Together they walk, hand in hand,
Youth’s bright spark, age’s gentle glow,
In the dance of time, they understand,
The beauty in both, as they grow.