Fifty, a very special age, now you're half a century old.
You have wisdom and courage and everything is fine,
They don't tell you, you're becoming Father Time.

First things first, and in the mail, something from AARP!
It just reminds how far I have come, how much I've grown,
But I don't understand, life sure has caught up on me!

Go to the doc, first thing he says, oh by the way, isn't this your
birth month?   Thinking he's only being nice, I say, yes it is,
why do you ask?  You're fifty this year, am I correct?
Ok, back on the table we'll have to run more tests.

Had a little problem with dry skin, and of course we're all aware
of that, a little aging again, and the age 50 I wear.

Go to the restaurant for a bite to eat, think I'll have the ham.
Feeling pretty good, until this one smart aleck kid comes around,
Will that be regular or senior citizen, ma'am?

Oh well, a little older, a little wiser, I don't know if that's true ,
Work is okay,  but I'm getting bored.   Won't have to worry about that
much longer, retirement comes at 62!

                                                     Mary Lacey
                                                          2011