For Age Is Just A Number.

This poetry describes the ups and downs of your life with growing age.

In life's grand theatre, where we all play our part,
Age is just a number, not the end or the start.
Ups and downs, they come and go,
Like the ebb and flow of life's show.

With each sunrise, we gain wisdom and grace,
In every wrinkle, a story etched on our face.
For age is a badge, a testament to our journey,
A tale of love, of battles, of victory and worry.

Oh, fear not the silver in your hair,
Each strand is a symbol of times both fair and unfair.
In the mirror of age, we see reflection,
Of a life lived with purpose and direction.

Age is just a number, not a cage,
It's the book of life, turning page by page.
So wear your years with pride and delight,
For every age, in its own way, is right.

In the dance of life, be bold, be free,
For age is just a number, as far as the eye can see.
With each sunset, we learn, we grow,
In the ups and downs of life's grand show.

So here's to life, to love, to laughter,
To the chapters before and the ones after.
For age is just a number, a beautiful song,
In the symphony of life, where we all belong.
Written By,
Ivan Edwin Pen Name--Maximus.

Author's Note

For Age Is Just A Number To Express Your Feelings With You All.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

If age is just a number, it must be my address. Almost every day I get some advertisement in the mail about some special servicer for old people. They've got my number.