#3006 – Wrinkles
I dream,
Of aging graciously,
Humbly and gratefully,
As days quietly float by,
And the wrinkles on my face,
Paint warm memories,
Like autumn’s colorful leaves,
That adorn fallen trees.
I dream,
Of aging graciously,
Humbly and gratefully,
As days quietly float by,
And the wrinkles on my face,
Paint warm memories,
Like autumn’s colorful leaves,
That adorn fallen trees.