62
There's nothing more that I can do
But celebrate turning Sixty-two
It came about when I looked away
I always thought sweet youth would stay
Despite my growing apprehension
Father Time said “no extension”!
We know that time goes really fast
My mirror tells me that youth has passed
My eyes aren't quite as clear and bright
As when I partied through the night
So I began embracing 62
By getting a Ladybug tattoo
I could go into a frantic rage
When I think of my advancing age
I still have plans that cannot wait
Starting now before it's too late
Now I'm wiser; calm; all knowing
Can't seem to keep my waist from growing
The bloom of youth has faded away
But I can still go out and play
Things aren't as easy as they used to be
Now aches and pains get the better of me
There is no time for slowing down
I wear a smile instead of a frown
No time to wait, no growing older
No time to hate, just growing bolder
Take time to laugh and have some fun
Before this glorious journey is done
Although I yearn for days no more
Memories are right inside the door
I have my true love, and children around me
If trouble calls, my friends surround me
I have no fear of what lies ahead
I have today, no feeling of dread
I am at peace with 62
As long as I breathe there's more to do
Margi at 62
Copyright © Margi Spurgeon | Year Posted 2016
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