In the dawn of life, where dreams take flight,
Youth dances with an untamed grace,
A world painted with colors bright,
Where time seems to know no pace.

With eyes that sparkle, hearts that soar,
The whispers of tomorrow near,
Each moment holds a promise more,
Yet shadows of the future appear.

Age, a gentle thief in disguise,
Steals the vigor of yesterday’s sun,
Yet wisdom blooms where youth’s fire lies,
A journey’s end, a new begun.

In the dance between dusk and dawn,
Youth’s echo lingers in the soul,
A timeless song, forever drawn,
As age completes the circle whole.