
At fifty, I stand on the threshold of time,
Within, a youthful spirit still thrives,
A blend of moments past, present, and prime.
I feel like a child, carefree and alive,
Exploring the world with unending delight.
Five years old, with dreams that still strives.
Or maybe ten, curious and bright,
Sometimes I’m fifteen, with hope in my eyes,
At fifteen, fifty seemed out of sight.
The world before me, an endless surprise.
Yet never older, the heart beats the same,
I still do not know me when I look in my eyes,
A flame of youth burning, its vibrant flame.
Half a century, an accomplishment grand,
at ten, fifty seemed an impossible gain.
A milestone to celebrate, hand in hand.
I’ll reach for the stars, aim for a hundred and three,
Around me my family will stand.
Embracing each moment, let life’s blessings be.
Guilt whispers softly, asking for gifts,
I already have everything. A family that loves me.
But I realize joy shared is where true light lifts.
I’ll ask anyway, for love and connection,
After all, I like getting gifts.
Celebrating a life, a cherished reflection.
A big party, a jubilant affair,
Though I do not need a grand show of affection,
friends are scarce, my heart is aware.
Yet in my family, a treasure untold,
Though alone in spirit life has been fair.
Love that’s boundless, and worth more than gold.
At fifty, I’ll bask in the glory of years,
Growing older but never old.
Grateful for life’s laughter, its trials, and tears.
Lucky to have journeyed through joy and through strife,
in hopes, now and then to have conquered my fears
With a heart filled with gratitude, a zest for life.
So let the celebrations unfold,
Celebrate, mother, Memaw, and wife
Marking this milestone, our love will abide.
For I am going to be fifty, a cool thing indeed,
My graying hair I will not hide,
A testament to the blessings life has decreed.
With love for family, a guiding light,
I cherish each memory, a planted seed,
I’ll embrace fifty with all my might.
And as the years continue their onward race,
I ponder the passing of day and night.
I’ll cherish each moment, in life’s embrace.

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