With each year I become more grounded,
As my soul becomes more free,
I’ve grown roots that keep me stable,
I’m finally enjoying being me.

Life is now rich with simplicity,
I avoid the drama that some may bring,
I’m happy in my own company,
My heart has learned how to sing.

In each new silver hair I rejoice,
Aging is a blessing, some never know,
My journey has brought me so far,
And hopefully, still, some way to go.

I cherish each precious moment,
The laughter shared, the silent peace,
In every chapter, I now stand stoic,
With wisdom my worries cease.

So here’s to the years that shape and mold,
With knowledge gained and stories to tell,
I embrace the path that I have walked,
In this seasoned body, I’m happy to dwell ..

🖋️C.E. Coombes
🎨 Credit to unknown artist