Fabulous 40
The minute one is born the age clock starts ticking. Aging as we call it is not necessarily growing.
In the journey of life we cherish dozens of delightful memories.
By this time we get sick and tired of the rat race and want peace. Midlife I believe is the most wholesome and satisfying phase. We are halfway through towards the dream we wish to chase. We are neither a teenager anymore nor are we old, aged and elderly . In this age we carry the responsibility baggage comfortably. We are not in a rush to get things rolling and done.
Life comes easy this time giving pleasure and fun.
We are mostly parents by this time and giving answers to silly questions . We have seen the best in life and the better is in store for sure. Ye to bus interval hai, because picture abhi baki hai mere dost.
Copyright © Shivani Naidu | Year Posted 2025
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment