Forty is a harbor to find,
Where youth yields its carefree ways to time.
Stroll slowly down that gentle path,
Find shelter

Once so very far away

I never thought I’d see the day

When turning 40 was so near

And time is suddenly oh so dear

TURNING FORTY

Turning 40?
What do you mean?
Been there done that.
And in between

Turning forty ain't nothing
You're hardly half

I look like my dad..

I tend to move quite slowly now,
and find aches when I do,
I find that stairs are murderous,
and toe nails

Feeling sad cause you're turning 40?
I'm twice that now and feel young and sporty.
I walk two miles most every day.
I do chores,