At forty-seven, a journey unfolds anew,
Wisdom’s whispers guide my chosen view.
Years of experiences, etched upon my mind, body and soul,
Each moment cherished, life’s precious goal.
The mirror’s gaze reveals lines, earned and true,
Remnants of laughter, and tears gone through.
Less concerned with wrinkles, more with grace,
All the blessings and fears of this milestone I embrace.
For forty-seven years, my heart’s been blessed,
With love, lessons, and experiences, truly the best.
Grateful for the gifts, both big and small,
As I embrace this age, standing tall.
At forty-seven, I stand with gratitude’s embrace,
Dreams realized, goals met, morals defined, my mistakes I trace
In the journey of life, I pause to reflect, tally and see,
The blessings bestowed upon me so tenderly.