In the garden where time gently weaves,
Youthful hearts chase dreams on summer eves.
Laughter echoes through the golden trees,
While whispers of wisdom ride the gentle breeze.

Eyes bright with wonder, the young souls soar,
Boundless like waves upon the endless shore.
Yet shadows of age, with stories untold,
Guide tender footsteps as they unfold.

The dance of age, a rhythm slow and deep,
Cradles the dreams that youth dares to keep.
With every dawn, the past and future meet,
In moments fleeting, yet infinitely sweet.

So let the seasons in harmony blend,
Where age lends grace and youth dares to mend.
In life’s grand tapestry, both threads entwine,
Crafting a legacy that forever shines.