by Deborah

Today is exciting to every creature under the sky
My days filled with happiness and joy before that I may die

I dream with anticipation of all that can come true
If I stop for a minute and spend time in a pew

What shall I be as I grow old , something exciting something bold
My feet keep moving and my laughter rolls loud, as always I am told

The dance has not ended, twirling , rocking and flying so free
For sixty is magical ,stars bright , moon full , and heart filled with glee

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