A face that tells a thousand tales
A beard that's weathered countless gales
His eyes, they hold a steady gaze
A window to his bygone days
Through his eyes, I see the truth
The battles fought, the dreams pursued
In his eyes, a story bold
A life well-lived, a heart of gold
The lines upon his face, they map
The journey of a man, perhaps
A soul that's seasoned, yet alive
With memories that still survive
Though time may pass and youth may fade
His spirit, unafraid, remains
A testament to strength within
A man who's lived, who's loved, who's sinned
Through his eyes, I see it all
The rise, the fall, the siren's call
A legacy that will endure
Through his eyes, forever more