Grandma dances, defying time's cruel hand

Grandma dances, defying time's cruel hand

Silver Threads and Salsa Steps

Wrinkles etched like laughter lines,

Grandma's smile transcends the signs.

A cane rests silent, but her eyes ignite,

As music throbs, a Latin beat takes flight.

Stiff joints loosen, memories unfurl,

A youthful spirit shakes off the world.

Silver hair a halo, catching the light,

She twirls and sways, defying aging's bite.

Her partner, younger, watches in awe,

Each step a testament to a spirit raw.

Time may steal her stride, but not her grace,

In every move, a timeless embrace.

Grandma laughs, a melody so sweet,

Her joy contagious, tapping every beat.

For in her dance, a truth untold,

Life's rhythm lives, young or old.

So let the music play, let spirits soar,

For age is just a number, and Grandma wants more.

With every twirl, a message rings true,

The heart's fire burns, forever young and new.