growing old
"Dance like nobody's watching, age like nobody's counting."
Anonymous
"Gray hair, don't care. It's just a silver lining."
Anonymous
as the days pass by
and the years unfold
silver strands wind-blown
few less stories untold
the steps grow slower
the voice turns soft
but the heart’s memories,
they soar aloft
the body may falter
the strength may wane
yet wisdom and love
in abundance remain
each wrinkle a tale
each scar a song
in the dance of life
where we all belong
though time may weather
and faces may change
there’s beauty in aging
in the way lives arrange
the hands may tremble
the vision may blur
but the soul sees clearly
and the mind, for sure
for joy is eternal
and laughter is free
and the spirit remains
as vast as the sea
in the twilight of life,
there’s peace to behold
for to mature in grace
that’s NOT growing old
10-16-2024
© Vic Evora
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