Inside I'm Dancing! Poem by Spanner Thegob

Inside I'm dancing!

In a quiet shadow of time,
memories gather like dust where old men sit,
their eyes an assemblage of stories,
wrinkled by laughter and tears.

hands, once strong and capable,
Now map the journey of remembered days,
Veins like serpentine rivers, tracing paths
Through the landscape of wrinkled skin.

The sun having kissed those cheeks a thousand times,
Leaves behind a soft palette of wisdom,
And when he smiles, the world leans in,
Eager to hear wisdom whispered from those lips.

he recalls the weight of love's longing,
The ache of dreams deferred,
he wears the years like a well-worn cloak,
Each thread woven with resilience and grace.

keeper of forgotten melodies,
laughter echoes through the corridors of time,
A symphony of memories, sung in minor keys,
A testament to the beauty of growing old.

RAISE YOUR GLASS!
To the quiet strength that blooms with age,
For within the weathered heart lies a universe,
And in those eyes, those aged spirits still dance.