Where have ae years gone
The special ones when we were young
Eighteen, twenty one
Don't forget the zero in between, twenty
For us folks thirty, forty, fifty, sixty,
And so on
The years fly by
Will they ever slow down
Give us a chance to enjoy our later years
Don't think about them, they may slow down
We maybe able to enjoy them
Then comes the very special one
One hundred, telegram from the Queen
At last we have arrived
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you have painted your passions very well in the poem, well composed poem, thanks for sharing.