The Birthday Poem

Written in tribute to husband reaching the 'not so bad' 4-0.

Flying

Time flies…

Dreams come and go…

And the world turns

No matter what occurs.

 

Children grow with excitement…

The grass grows with determination...

And the sun still rises in the east.

   What was is just that… 

Was. The past.

    What can be is the future…

    Hope. Happiness. And the horizon.

You are not over the hill, My Love,   

Only looking out from the top.  

 

Time to enjoy the setting sun, 

 

 

And oh, yeah, the fun in the future.