SIXTY A Prayer for Birth Year '54

SIXTY

 Prayer for Birth Year ‘54

Sixty, a new reality,

A mastery

Of gravity.

Flexibility?

Slow and sore.

In lies a possibility,

The weekly discovery

Of maladies;

Skin is wrinkly.

Botox or ignore?

Sixty…bring simplicity

But continue curiosity

I beg Your generosity

More history,

I implore.

Sixty sing a melody

Both comedy

And tragedy.

Hilarity, sensitivity;

Play a lifetime score.

Sandwiched society, ‘tween

Adult kid and the elderly

Lettuce and tomatoey,

Kinda mayonaissey;

Crumbs on the floor. 

Sixty should be sanctity

Freedom and some liberty

But given our reality,

Anxiety…

Nest egg saboteur.

In all sincerity,

I am most decidedly,

Hanging onto sanity;

Balance and regularity.

Do not slam the door!

Retirement? Such tranquility,

But not so close, visibly.

Work until eternity?

What’s my capability

Of seeing other shores?

Is sixty the new forty?

Possible majority.

Smart phone authority,

Facebook priority,

Dr. Oz, our ambassador.

So bring it---sixty!

Let’s toast you in our clarity,

Deny all antiquity

Laugh out loud with brevity.

I’ll have that second pour!

Next ten, live abundantly.

In grace and certain dignity.

Grandchildren, hopefully.

God Bless all my faculties

Until the final score!

Gracefully Yours, Coleene