The Best Part of Growing Older

gray0328

 

As years pass, wisdom grows within our hearts,

A measured calm that tempers youthful fire.

Old dreams evolve, and time refines our arts,

We learn the truth behind each deep desire.

 

Memories form a tapestry of gold,

Threads of laughter, sorrow, joy, and pain.

In aging, stories rich and full unfold,

Experience, our fortune, we retain.

 

The pace of life slows down, and we reflect,

Each moment treasured, valued for its grace.

With age, we find a balance to perfect,

An understanding lines our weathered face.

 

The best part of this journey, growing old,

Is savoring the tales our lives have told.

  • Author: gray0328 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2024 10:17
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