In whispers of the evening’s glow,
Time tenderly weaves its tale,
Lines of wisdom softly show,
As youth’s vibrant colors pale.

The mirror reflects a sacred dance,
Where every step is a story told,
Life’s melody in a timeless trance,
A tapestry of silver and gold.

With each dawn, new chapters write,
In eyes that hold the morning’s dew,
Aging, a journey of gentle light,
Where every moment feels anew.

Embrace the grace in every turn,
For in the heart’s eternal spring,
The soul’s flame continues to burn,
In the wisdom that years gently bring.