A shade of gray.

A shade of grey.




Your shiny black hair turns to gray, A sign of time passing away. Each strand tells a story, Of joys and of glory, Embracing the wisdom of each day. As years go by, the colour fades, but memories linger like cascading shades. The silver threads, so fine, Reflect a life divine, A journey through the decades. With grey hair comes a sense of grace, a beauty that time can't erase. Each streak a reminder of moments kinder, of love and smiles we can't replace. So wear your grey like a crown; embrace the changes that come down. For in every strand, there's a tale grand, Of a life well-lived and renowned. Your shiny black hair may turn to grey, but the light of your spirit will never sway. Embrace the passing years with laughter and tears, and let your Grey lead the way.