Gray Hair
You did not mind, but people minded,
A silver crown, in sunlight shined,
You did not care, but people noticed,
Whispers of wisdom, quietly floated.
A silver crown, in sunlight shined,
You did not care, but people noticed,
Whispers of wisdom, quietly floated.
You don’t check, but people looked,
In every strand, a story booked,
You hid them, colored them,
Yet still they gleamed, like stars at night.
In every strand, a story booked,
You hid them, colored them,
Yet still they gleamed, like stars at night.
You hide, but definitely, they showed up,
Each one a sip from life’s rich cup,
Gray hair is not a defeat,
But pieces of experience, bittersweet.
Each one a sip from life’s rich cup,
Gray hair is not a defeat,
But pieces of experience, bittersweet.
Be proud, for every gray hair,
It’s piece with dreams, and paths you’ve been,
A story of laughter, love, and tears,
A testament to the beauty of life.
It’s piece with dreams, and paths you’ve been,
A story of laughter, love, and tears,
A testament to the beauty of life.
So let them shine, let them be free,
Let them showed by people around
A badge to honor, a shout of your legacy,
As today embraced your journey with your gray hair.
A badge to honor, a shout of your legacy,
As today embraced your journey with your gray hair.
AirlogRigsMaria
Fri 2nd May 2025 06:15
😁 Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh that's really nice to hear!