So here I am, I'm getting on
This birthday I am sixty.
I do not think that I am old
just maybe not so nifty.
One thing you learn upon the way
are the things that really matter.
The rest is frothy inane stuff,
the superficial chatter.
I've built a soft protective shell
to keep me out of trouble.
When people start to wear me down
I step inside my bubble.
I've had my share of ups and downs,
I've learnt from my mistakes.
I've sussed out all the takers.
and can spot the ones who're fake.
I'm past the point of caring
if my hair is turning grey.
And my extra lines and wrinkles
cannot be creamed away.
My body's built for comfort
there's now no hope of speed,
and glasses are now needed
for when I want to read.
But in my head I'm thirty
and I like to take a chance,
and go on new adventures
and join in with life's dance.
Sixty is just a number,
stand back and watch this space.
because sometimes slow and steady
is the one who wins the race!