Getting old is inevitable,
A journey none can outrun,
But wrinkles fade beside the smile,
When life is filled with fun.
The years may slow our hurried steps,
And silver crown our hair,
Yet laughter keeps the spirit young,
With joy beyond compare.
So, dance a little, sing out loud,
Let every worry fall.
For growing old is certain – yes,
But fun is the best medicine of all.