Gray Hair
A silver crown, in sunlight shined,
You did not care, but people noticed,
Whispers of wisdom, quietly floated.
In every strand, a story booked,
You hid them, colored them,
Yet still they gleamed, like stars at night.
Each one a sip from life’s rich cup,
Gray hair is not a defeat,
But pieces of experience, bittersweet.
It’s piece with dreams, and paths you’ve been,
A story of laughter, love, and tears,
A testament to the beauty of life.
A badge to honor, a shout of your legacy,
As today embraced your journey with your gray hair.