In the mirror, lines softly trace,
Stories of laughter and of grace.
A journey woven with silver strands,
Time’s gentle touch upon our hands.
Seasons pass, yet wisdom grows,
In every wrinkle, a tale bestows.
The heart remains a youthful spark,
While age paints memories in the dark.
Leaves fall, as years unfold,
In their descent, beauty untold.
Embrace the whispers of the past,
Cherish moments meant to last.
In the twilight, find your peace,
With every sunset, love’s release.
Dance with time, let go of fear,
Aging, a gift to hold dear.