My present to me on my birthday

As I celebrate my fortieth birthday,

I look back at the years gone by.

 

Seems like I am halfway through the journey of life,

do I celebrate this achievement or do I get myself into a strife?

 

Life has been kind,

so I ask myself, ” being the big four oh, do I really mind?”

 

Reaching here was a mix of joy sadness ecstasy hard work and some trudge,

so why should I this beautiful journey begrudge?

 

I am who I am regardless of how old,

this thought feels happy and good as gold.

 

With this thought I accept I am happy to be forty,

so what should I gift myself to celebrate this party?

 

As I look around I realise and accept,

that it’s actually quite easy finding the best present.

 

My present station in life is good and simple and my own,

why spoil it with goods bought from a shop made by unknown for someone unknown?

 

I accept my present – my this day,

as my best present for my special birthday.

 

But then a thought comes to my mind,

what makes my life so kind?

 

Hasn’t life thrown bad times and challenges my way,

hasn’t it made me cry and despair and want to run away?

 

Yes it did all that,

but it also gave me the resilience to be phat.

 

It taught me some useful lessons as years went by,

the lessons that helped me to face the challenges thrown my way.

 

When I felt envious and jealous and self centred,

life taught me to be kind,

to not have vile thoughts in my mind.

 

When I struggled and experienced impatience,

life taught me resilience.

 

It said to carry on no matter how hard things seemed,

and indeed when I did that things turned out much easier than they deemed.

 

When I dreamt big and reached for a star,

and a little voice inside said it was much too far,

life told me to put my heart and soul into my dream,

and told me to reach for my star no matter how far it may seem.

 

 

But then it also showed me that we are limited to a degree,

there’s a power that is stronger and with that I agree.

 

We all get our dues,

fighting the destiny is of no use.

 

Acceptance of our station is essential,

adapting and moving on is prudential.

 

Life also made me cry,

when it made me try and try,

and still left me all empty and dry.

 

It then came to my rescue with a lesson,

it whispered well done for the effort but nudged me to move on.

 

Life showed me that when you follow and follow your ambition with heart,

all things in the universe line up to give you the start.

 

My mother said this when I was little,

it annoyed me then and made me whittle.

She said if a job needs doing,

and doing it is worth your while,

you might as well do it with a smile.

 

Life taught me not to judge,

to not to look at others and fudge.

 

It showed me that anyone can have addictions,

its just that some are obvious,

whereas others are deceptions.

 

I am addicted to my work game,

which may seem noble,

but an affliction all the same.

 

Life has slowly even painfully,

taught me to love self fully.

 

Other’s pictures may seem prettier,

and the lights may even make them seem glitterier.

 

But here’s the key,

the everlasting arrow in your bow –

a possession more precious than you’ll ever know.

 

And with you it’ll always stay,

as long as you don’t loose its sight and push it away.

 

That priceless possession is true,

it’ll always be with vous – because it’s you.

 

 

 

 

 

4 Replies to “My present to me on my birthday”

  1. When I felt envious and jealous and self centred
    to not have vile thoughts in my mind.
    (These things you have never possessed)

    But being kind and thoughtful is how I know you.

    When I dreamt big and reached for a star,
    and a little voice inside said it was much too far,
    life told me to put my heart and soul into my dream,
    and told me to reach for my star no matter how far it may seem.
    (Love this thought…no words could be so true)

    Happy 40th and here’s to many many more years to be thankful for to come…xx

    Liked by 1 person

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