Today I’m Turning 50

So, today I’m turning 50
Don’t quite know what to think
I don’t feel that old
And I no longer drink

So we toast a cup of “Joe”
And look at what at what came before
All the years that we blow
Before we take the time to know

Ourselves, our wants, our true desires
Like sitting very quiet, enjoying the fire
Or making a ruckus to the neighbor’s chagrin
Make them look up and say “Hey what the hell you doin’?”

We shape so much that we don’t know the shape
Of what happiness is, what delight it takes
To bring us out of our dreary state
And take a moment to contemplate

I never finished this poem
I don’t know what to say
Except to bring this end
On my 50th birthday

By Makar

Stephen Sutherlin is a designer, poet and musician. He writes poetry about life in the southwest and enjoys metrical lyricism.

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