So, this is 40.


So, he thinks, this is 40.
realizes, with dull thud,
that there is much he has not considered,
maybe it’s time to pause,
and see what thinking brings,
so pausing, he looks down,
and sees the flowers growing.
When did those get there,
and how did he pass them,
each day, continuously,
never having seen even one bright bud.

Time to pause, he thinks,
“Time to look and listen,
remember and consider,
the new things growing,
within, and without,
What does his heart remember,
that he did not,
while he was busy, being busy.

So, this is 40, he thinks.
and realizes his limits,
are but wasted years untried,
and forgotten love that lingers,
in a smile, a song, a woman’s eye.
time to embrace, or forget, or die.

Published by B

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

2 thoughts on “So, this is 40.

  1. I’m feeling this way and I’ve got a ways to go to see 40. I guess it’s all relative. Thanks for sharing.

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