Though his hair is gray, his eyes still gleam,
With dreams of yesterday, and paths unseen.
His hands may tremble, but his heart holds tight,
To the love, the laughter, the endless light.
He danced with time but never let it win,
For every moment lived was life within.
No regrets, no fears, just endless song,
In the heart of a man who's still young all along.
He’s seen the sun rise, seen it set low,
But his spirit? It never lets go.
Of the joy in each breath, the hope in each day,
The wisdom that comes from love on display.
"Regrets?" he smiles, with eyes so bright,
"No use looking back in the dark of night."
"I’ve lived every day with a heart full of grace,
"No race to the end, just a slow, steady pace."
For age is a number, but youth is a choice,
In the laughter, the kindness, the strength of his voice.
He’s old in years, but forever a boy,
Still young at heart, still full of joy.

Comments (1)
"Wow, this poem is amazing! It captures the essence of life and the resilience we all have. I love how it highlights the importance of maintaining a positive outlook despite the challenges we face. It's a great reminder that age is just a number and that our attitude and spirit are what truly matter. This poem is such an inspiration, reminding us to embrace each moment with joy and grace!"