Grow old my friend and know it may be graceful and it may not.
Grow old my friend and cherish change and together we will embrace our ever involving selves.
Grow old my friend, for my friends who do not, are the ones I mourn.
Grow old my friend and our wisdom will entwine and together we will stand strong.
Grow old my friend with the knowledge that every new day is a another day of love.

Never stop growing

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skb ’25