Growing older, life's magic starts to show
The world opens up, and its secrets we now know.
But with each passing day, our colors dull
Youthful vibrance replaced by a muted lull.

Coffee has become our new daily drink
Staying energized, it's our new link.
No more rebelling, we want to stay
Inside, where it's safe, our minds are at bay.

But with age comes pain, and love that's true
Days of joy mixed with moments of blue.
The bad days seem to outnumber the good
But we kept moving, as we knew we should.

Millions of photos, stored in our minds
Memories of moments, one of a kind.
Each one holds a piece of our story
A reminder of life's fleeting glory.

As we age, we hold onto each day.
Knowing that time will soon slip away.
But amid this bittersweet truth
We find the beauty, in every wrinkle and youth.

With each year, we learn and grow
The magic of the world starts to show.
And though our colors may slightly fad,
The depth of our soul will never degrade.