Birthday Eve


On this, my birthday eve

If I can just believe

That 56 is young,

Then I have just begun

I’ll go outside and play

And worries go away

No more responsibility

From it all, I’m free

I miss the skip and jump

Before I grew so plump

Birthdays come and go

The years, they never slow

I do prefer this age

I have become a sage

Would not relive the bad

Some things are gone, I’m glad

I do wish for more time

To spend just making rhyme

Or with my nose in book

My favorite place to look

So I will end this verse

My skip, I must rehearse

Or perhaps I will sit and be

And watch the squirrel in tree

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