In the twilight of the years, we find,
A gentle embrace, so soft and kind.
Wrinkles that tell tales of joy and pain,
Each line, a mark of life’s refrain.
The silver threads in hair so fine,
Reflect the journey, the passage of time.
Eyes that have seen the world unfurl,
Carry the wisdom of ages, a precious pearl.
Hands that have toiled, creating art,
Hold the essence of a tender heart.
Feet that have walked a thousand miles,
Rest now, with memories that bring smiles.
As the sun sets on a life well-spent,
We cherish moments, without lament.
For aging is not a foe to fight,
But a gentle whisper, a soft goodnight.