By Rick Williams
It happens every single day;
no preparation does it take.
Sleeping when our day is done;
we're older when we wake.
This birthday felt a little weird;
it was different in some way.
I felt the same way physically
but my mind felt... disarray.
I guess the thought of saying "sixty"
is mostly what's to blame.
It feels like now it's fine to say,
"I'm old, you play the game."
I'm fine; it's just a thoughtful time
to reflect on all that's past...
especially since I never thought
I'd arrive this far, this fast.