ON JESS TURNING THIRTY-FIVE

I used to think, in some ways

Turning 35 was the mid-point

Of my life, or in other words,

Half way to death;

My father died At 70.

When I turned 40

I felt halfway through

a life of 80 years;

The same at 50. There my math stopped,

A life of 100 years seemed long enough.

My mother told me, after 35                               .

My body would change for the worse;

I’d grow a belly and when

I got out of bed in the morning,

My back would hurt. She was a prophet.

Happy birthday daughter Jessica;

At thirty-five you are only one-third of the way

Through your glorious life and although your body

May decide to complain, there’s more rainbow

Ahead of you, than rain.


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ADVICE TO SUZANNE - AFTER

Daisy Study by Pat Morgan

                 

Open your sails                                                                 

Let the wind carry you 

It never fails

Your heart will open too.

It is true and tried

What do you have to lose

Your pain will subside

You’re done paying your dues.

Navigate with your heart

Know I am your friend

I promise a new start

Love will find you again.