Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 13,992 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

~62~ - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

As my 62nd birthday approaches...
I will again be celebrating my 31st.
With familiar gratitude.
And with God's hopeful blessing.

'You'll be 62!
Not 31.
Get real! '

I look at it this way...
When I arrived at 60?
I felt as if I had won a championship.
With some wonderful memories.
And being with both my parents...
When their separate deaths approached.
And thinking of them as if they were my children,
I had to protect.
To hear them say I love you...
And other things they to me confessed,
Was a divine time.

Don't get me wrong...
I'm not wishing to stop time,
Or wish to travel back into it!

I cried like a baby when I turned 31.
Call me what you wish.
But I had done my patriotic thing.
And I was in and out of the military,
Ten years 'prior' before I did this.
Married, divorced AND experienced with a profession.
And unafraid to ask or answer any question.
Yet...
31 felt as if I had lived a lifetime.
Until I became 61 and felt younger.
How?
Hey...
It was my first time at it.

However...
31 was my turning point.
That's why I celebrate it.
And with God's blessing...
It will be my 31st anniversary of finding myself.
And having the peace of mind at 62...
To say and do as I please.
Within reason.
And with God's approval!

Plus...
I can say I've earned the right to be 62.
And 'any' and every age below it!
How about you?


Comments about ~62~ by Lawrence S. Pertillar

  • Veteran Poet - 1,116 Points Suburban Lovechild (2/7/2015 5:24:00 AM)

    31st anniversary of finding myself....yeah 31 was a flagship for me of sorts too funny little year, huh? (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Jean Dament (11/19/2009 3:46:00 PM)

    I have been reading each year from 60 on & have enjoyed each one. I agree with alot you have said about agining gracefully. I feel one mellows with age & there's no going back, but one can feel youthful in spirit again.

    Jeannie Dament
    poetic name-Spiritsong (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Louie -Love & Peace- Levy (10/28/2009 6:07:00 PM)

    Hmm, well... Right or other 'Wise'
    I've concluded, age is a calculable invent
    Ancient fools of programed brain, tombstone to
    re-reincarnate their pre matured mortality


    Defiance of Mind

    The count goes on, as a matter of time
    It's significance, a mere state of mind
    The second was created, to tick for a minute
    Monument the hour, we erected a 'Watch' tower

    Hours turned to days, then weeks became months,
    and as if that weren't enough, someone 'Counted' the months
    Commemorating the first second, nay! shed not a tear..
    Although its young life has ended, we decease another year

    We are irate by the 'Count Down', when we celebrate,
    'Happy Birthdays', as a clown with a frown...
    As for me! I'll have no part of time's game
    Nor will I become a 'Sum Total', the equation's the same

    Ageless and forever young, while
    time I defy, and at death I sneer...

    'tis but a fool that gets older,
    Counting every New Year...

    Louie Levy
    1995? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (10/25/2008 7:00:00 AM)

    Very nice poem.
    Love it and added 10. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 445 Points marvin brato (10/13/2008 4:38:00 AM)

    Very encouraging point regarding getting old with grace! Well penned, a 10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 13, 2008



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