This Year I Turned Sixty Poem by Tuesday Grace

This year I turned sixty
So what? you might say
It's only a number, just one more day.
But sixty is old it makes me feel sad
I want to recapture the years that I had.
I long to go back at least one decade
And let me undo the mistakes that I made.
I'd take back the words I'd spoken in haste
And relive the moments I let go to waste.
I'd sit with my parents and listen when they
Told me about their long boring day
And when the time came for me to depart
I'd hug them and hold them and leave them my heart.

This year I turned sixty
So What? You might say
It's only a number just one more day
But that day I felt happy, joyful and glad
No time to feel bitter, angry and sad.
I looked back on times and memories made
Old photos of family and places we stayed
There's nothing I'd change, no regrets to be had
Just memories of good times of that I am glad.
So when you turn sixty don't cry or be glum
Because I believe the best's yet to come.
So when you look up at your lucky star
Be thankful and grateful that you've come this far.