fifty, they
say, is the time
for reflection:
what is my purpose?
is there progress
here, or just
progression?
ten - twenty - thirty
forty - tomorrow
I'll start thinking about it
for 365 days I'll try
to live up to
what I must be.
meanwhile I have
an hour and a half
to be 49, just 49 -
and all I have to do
is write this poem.
Comments
Clayton Medeiros
April 30, 2013
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Happiest of Birthdays!
From the perspective of my 71st year, you have many wonderful adventures to look forward to. The poem is a great start.
Neil McKay
April 30, 2013
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Happy birthday
I like:
"ten - twenty - thirty
forty - tomorrow"
You will find that the milestone of 50 is soon diminished by the milestones of every single day in which you live your life. Celebrate every day you can.