In twilight's glow, the screen lights up his face,
A middle-aged gamer in digital embrace.
With keyboard clicks and mouse in steady hand,
He traverses worlds, both vast and grand.

No longer young, yet youthfully engaged,
In quests and battles, fiercely waged.
Through pixel lands, he seeks, he fights, he roams,
In virtual realms, he finds his homes.

The years have passed, yet passion burns still bright,
For every game, a new, delightful sight.
A warrior, mage, or rogue, he may become,
In every story, he finds a welcome home.

Though time may march, and ages come and go,
The gamer's heart, forever young, will always glow.