This will be your last day of being thirty-one.
You can never go back to it but you can always look back to the lessons learned along the way.
Enjoy your last day of being this old or young….however you prefer to see it.
As the song goes, I’m thirty-three for a moment
In this case, you’re thirty-one for a moment and before you know it, you’re a year older.
Moments can go by fast.
Remember, not everyone gets to be this old so be proud of it.
As you move forward, may you slowly let go of the fears that are holding you back.
Let that self love grow
Continue to work on that self-esteem and never give up
Accept rejection and failure
See the lesson in them and also seek the lesson in every success.
May the last day of being a thirty-one year young be a fruitful one.
Cheers to you!
A new age
A new chapter
You’ve gone through the pages
One after the other
On this new stage
May the seas be smoother
Twenty years from now seems quite far
But not as far as it was before
People ask me
Where I think I’ll be.
Do I worry or should I worry?
That will lead me nowhere
I know for sure I’ll climb that stage
And I will welcome that age,
If given a chance.
As Jason Mraz said, I won’t worry my life away
By then, I’d be happy to have been fifty.
She rejoices at being given the years
While most may equate age with fears.
She seems to walk with more flair
As if she’s dancing on air.
Her eyes of brown dance in the sun
A new age, a new decade, has begun.
My 20 something self did hope
But I’ve reached the end of my rope
I never found him and he never came
It was like a cat and mouse game
So it all ends the same.
Now I’ve embraced my alone-ness
No longer scared of sadness
Commitment is on the past for me
For I had hoped before
And I think that’s enough, even more
Each year is different but one thing remains constant
And that is the fact that another year has been added to this life of mine.
I raise my glass to what has been given to me
May the years of getting older be years of getting wiser
I turn around and see
I am twenty-eight today
I am twenty-eight today
Hooray for me!
It’s heart warming
It tickles my soul
See, we only get to be one age at a time
Only for a year
So might as well celebrate it
Enjoy it while it lasts
And so I turn around and see
And realize how blessed I am to be
Bones creaking and limbs aching
Older and older one gets
Either curse the number
Or be thankful for it
One can never stop it from happening
I don’t like overcrowded places
And partying ’til dawn.
I don’t care to meet too many faces,
Sometimes it’s such a bore and I just want to yawn.
I spend more days at home
And work on my blog
I still socialize though not like the much younger years
Maybe it’s just me
Or maybe I’m just getting old
I forgot how to smile
You forgot how to rhyme
I felt our skins rot
Our flesh peeling off
It’s been a while, my friend
More than a decade or two
We have crossed many rainbows
But I guess there’s just one more