In gentle whispers of the passing days,
Time weaves its tapestry with tender care,
Lines of wisdom etched upon our face,
A map of journeys taken, paths made rare.

In the mirror, reflections softly speak,
Of laughter shared and lessons learned anew,
A soul enriched, no longer feeling weak,
In every wrinkle, stories find their view.

The autumn leaves, a dance of vibrant hues,
Echo the grace of age, a splendor bright,
In every breeze, a myriad of clues,
That growing older is a gift of light.

With open hearts, we welcome each new dawn,
Embracing change, the beauty it imparts,
In every moment, life is gently drawn,
A masterpiece of love within our hearts.