Forty

Fear no more of the ides of October

It would love you sober

The plans on life is week

Another reason to sneak

And the travel destination is yet to be found

Hoping she would be closer & around

Forty is the new beginning

Start of a winning inning

It’s here, almost here

Tiptoeing into the October fair

Beautiful Times

Let’s go back in time;

When the year was 2010 and we had all the time.

I was young, in love and didn’t mind.

Met her by chance, she was sublime.

She said, ‘it’s high time’,

Let’s get the tribe together just in time.

I said, ‘sure, over time’.

Inch by inch, one by one it started to climb.

We have been friends a longtime.

Shared stories of joys and difficult times,

The pines and forest and mountain time.

We stayed on course with shifting paradigm.