...this birthday has affected me more than any other...
I once was twenty; I was invincible,
Then I turned thirty; still never knew of death,
Then came forty; somewhere in that ten years I lost dad,
Then on its heels came 50; oh my God, a half century passed,
Now I am about to turn 60; at around 55 my bubble burst.
From then on my life seemed turned towards the worst…
I thought I’d be dead by or even before thirty,
A lot of those drugs I used seemed to be pretty dirty,
With death several times I seemed to have become quite flirty,
How long now will I last,
Will I go when the time comes fast,
Or will I at that time just linger or find myself aghast…
You are right on the money with your assessment of the decades in one's life. I figure that a person is at a crossroads at about 40. You are going to continue to be a reprobate mired in your old habits or a sterling example of humanity, such as me. When I think of all of the times that I have nearly checked out, mostly from my own stupidity, it makes me want to experience reverse peristalsis of the esophagus!
Ask no questions, just enjoy your life to the fullest from now on. Love those whom you want to love, enjoy true friendship from good friends, do everything that you love to do, rejoice at every moment (no matter how small or large it is) that makes you happy.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! BEST WISHES AND MANY HAPPINESS!!!!!
Or is that the NY Times?
Ron
Always,
Deborah
Love ya!
Jane
PS: I'm older than you, and I'm still crawling around under rotting floors in dilapidated old houses, rescuing puppies.
And don't tell anyone, but I'm still running around the forest naked, howling at the moon with my pack of loyal dogs!!
PS: Happy, Happy Birthday in a few days, You Old Fart!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! BEST WISHES AND MANY HAPPINESS!!!!!
Sandie