Thirty-five Years


Thirty-five years

of love

of pain

of suffering

of joy

of friends

of you

of me

of this world

of this

of my mind

of this space between my ears

of stumbling

of candles

of cake

of pizza

of beer

of all that is

of all that will ever be

thirty-five years

of existence.

thirty-five

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2 comments

  1. Thirty-five was just the beginning of the rest of my life. I was divorced at thirty-six, and lived my single twenties in a different era having married so young. At fifty-four next month, I have to say, as frantic as the past seemed, there was so much more wonder in the future. 🙂 Happy Birthday.

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    1. Thank you for your kind words and reading my work. While I certainly hope that I am not divorced at 36 I do feel as though I have a great deal of life ahead of me and I think the best is still yet to come. Fifty-four sounds like a dream to me. 🙂

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