My Birthday Poem

I may be another year older, But, I'm none the bloody wiser, I'm still unsure, what I want to be, I think I need a life advisor. Maybe I'll become a poet, Finding words that rhyme, Or be a published author, Now that would be sublime. I could become a millionaire, But, would that make me smile? I could spend my days writing, I'd have my chauffeur on speed dial. To be honest I have what I want, A loving family of which I'm proud, I have marvellous friends , Who don't mind when I get loud. So, I think I'll keep doing what I do, I might have an epiphany one day, Until that happens though, I'll keep smiling along the way.