Polished
Here comes 49,
I'm told it's simply
devine.
Days never run out of time and the night
is included with stars that
forever shine.
A celebration of you, it
honors your efforts, struggles, pain and fight.
A transition into the
right to stay up late
or eat a piece of cake
and you just had 2 on your plate.
A polished you who dances to any tune, fast or slow you use the same moves from 20 years ago,
even laugh louder than you did before!
Congratulations to you,
your story, your life.
Take a bow with grace as
you enter the silver lane at your own pace.
I'm told it's simply
devine.
Days never run out of time and the night
is included with stars that
forever shine.
A celebration of you, it
honors your efforts, struggles, pain and fight.
A transition into the
right to stay up late
or eat a piece of cake
and you just had 2 on your plate.
A polished you who dances to any tune, fast or slow you use the same moves from 20 years ago,
even laugh louder than you did before!
Congratulations to you,
your story, your life.
Take a bow with grace as
you enter the silver lane at your own pace.
This Poems Story
I'm 48yrs. young, and I felt I would share my idea of the year to come not far from 50. I imagine this is me when I reach the top of the hill of life, a break from grown up stuff, to a gentle soul who will help me cross a street.
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