It's a good thing being 50..
no expectations..no need to prove yourself
or be someone else's version.
We've already chased our ghosts. (or should have)
Testosterone feuled moments
or hormone induced madness is less to rare,
mid life is on us, so we philosophicaly categorise-
"If it didn't kill me it's just burned toast"..
Throw it out'n move on because
those brand new black leathers
riding either a new hog or young stud
as a rule, add up to trouble.
Time to cruise.
Kick back'n smell the coffee or some other cliche'd metaphor,
even if it's only for an hour.
There's a lot you can dream in an hour.
