I am fast approaching
What many would call my mid age
A time when I should look ahead
And plan for my later years
A time when I should look back
At all I have achieved
Count each success and regret
Weigh them against new hopes
And whatever dreams remain
Only this is not for me, not at all
I have never been one for convention
For following the expectations
Of a society I have often distanced from
My future, my hopes and desires
Are well known and founded
In my every thought of which age
Is never a considered concern
I have a love beyond my words
A woman so sweet and beautiful
That those day which await us
Are not held by the restrictions of age
But in the firm belief of a life together
Is a life to be lived, enjoyed and celebrated
And it is to this woman I dedicate
What many may call
My later years
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In later years being fast approaching person is wise ever. Nicely penned! .10
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