O my goodness had a thought,
Just a few days til I leave decade four,
Scary thought,
I'm feeling that five is so much more,
Kissed my forties wildly,
Fifty may be scary!

Guess for now,
I must savour the flavour of having number four in front,
Instead of five,
For I'm alive, and joy is mine,
I sip life's wine,
For five and twenty days,

Until the dreaded fifty hits me on the head,
With lots more love and kisses,
Before I'm rendered dead!

By ladylivvi1

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