fiftyA Poem by NIALL FULHAMcoming of ageFifty fifty for me one month away does not scare me in anyway I look in the mirror and see george cloony I must be loony I feel full of buzz life is good I remember my forty but I feel like thirty back to the future the candles will say I will blow them away for age is just a number I have my sense of humour © 2017 NIALL FULHAMFeatured Review
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