40 shuts the door on the insecurities of youth
I wouldn't be 21 again for a million trillion dollars
Or even 29
40 is fine
I've learned from my mistakes
Watch me prove it
I know what I want
Watch me do it
I have great friends, the right friends
to see me through it
My parents are my friends, not a mystery
I love them more now, knowing what they did for me.
And the future is growing so fast, it seems
Every week he needs new jeans
Pretty soon he'll want the car
I'll say, "Drive me to my book signing, son. It's not far."
40 is a release, a shout!
"Hey world, Look out!"
Christine Hardy, 2010
Welcome to the fabulous 40s! I just celebrated my "life, the universe and everything" year (that's a Douglas Addams reference, if you're wondering).
ReplyDeleteWe do truly come into our own in this decade of life--it's surprisingly empowering. Enjoy this milestone moment with great relish!
Happy birthday.
ReplyDeleteThat was a beautiful poem. I especially liked:
I've learned from my mistakes
Watch me prove it
I know what I want
Watch me do it
Anyway, I hope I've learned . .
......dhole
Happy belated, good lady! :)
ReplyDeleteI missed this by a week! Sorry! Happy bday.
ReplyDeleteI'm not far behind you... I keep thinking I learned from my mistakes. I guess I can hope, eh.
- Eric
Happy birthday! Hope you had a wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteHappy belated birthday! (love your poem) Happy 40th! :)
ReplyDeleteI turned 40 in April. I'm not quite as thrilled with 40 as you and Laurel seem to be. But I don't hate it as much as I thought I would.
Here's to the next 40!
Love,
Lola