When Does One Stop Counting Poem by Leah Ross

When Does One Stop Counting



That I will ask? ? ?
When one is 50 or 80
Any who I'm going to celebrate me
The day of my birth I love birthdays
They don't roll around that often
It's not about presents it's about celebrating me
I hope I live to be a ripe ole age
The stories I will tell

Saturday, November 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: random thoughts
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ronell Warren Alman 14 November 2017

Interesting poem here Leah. When does one stop counting birthdays indeed?

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The Crow 11 November 2017

A fellow Scorpio, HB Leah

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Leah Ross 11 November 2017

thank you my friend

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