As leaves of autumn fall, so do our days,
With whispers of the wind, in golden haze.
Each wrinkle tells a story, softly etched,
In the tapestry of life, lovingly stretched.

The dawn of youth, with vibrant, eager flame,
Gives way to twilight hours, still and tame.
In every moment, memories are spun,
With threads of laughter, sorrow, joy begun.

The hands of time caress, with tender grace,
Embracing every line upon our face.
In quiet reflection, wisdom grows,
A gentle river, in its patient flows.

Embrace the aging, for it is a gift,
A journey filled with moments, love to sift.
In every season, beauty can be found,
In the silent echo of life’s profound sound.