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Another repost of my thoughts, when I turned 63.

Another birthday, another year
A time for pondering, that I'm still here.
What will this year bring, I wonder in awe?
A busy schedule, the same as before?

No peace for the wicked, I chide myself
I was born to live, not live in wealth.
But a number three is different than most,
I say this now, but do not boast.

Let the comedy begin, as I rise from the ground
On that never-ending, merry-go-round.
A wedding, a visitor and trip and much more
Was this the way to settle my chore?

But of course, what I really did fear
Was the loss of another fulfilling year
My life was not easy, for I was meant to live
And as my creator dictated, I must forgive.

Until this is done, my life goes on,
I am a number three, not a number one!
Life has been good, I have learned to forgive
I am happy at last and try not to grieve.

It is now September, nine months later
I await my 2nd grandchild, to arrive from the Maker.
I now live to the fullest, although memory is fading
But I am still here aren't I? So I'm not complaining!

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