At 9 I longed to be 16
At 16 I screamed to be 18
At 18 I begged to be 21
At 21 I thought surely life will be great at 30
At 30 I wished again to be 21
At 40 I begged for 18
At 50, I acted like 16
At 60 I dream of being 9
When I am 70,
Will I wish I had never been born?
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Jerry Brotherton 
Yeah. You are right. Everyone goes through that.
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Thanks for stopping by and commenting. It is always a pleasure and much appreciated.
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Your welcome 😊
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. . . and as for 80 . . . ! ! ! – ???
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We get to do whatever we want.
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… Must have missed that one, Jerry . Nobody told me!
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At 50 you need to count backwards Jerry. I was 45 this year lol :)
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My wife has been 49 for…let’s just say… a few times now.
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:)
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So true, Jerry! We can all relate to this!
At 70, I hope I am 5 again.
Oh, wait! I’ve been 5 all of my life so far! ;-) :-D
HUGS!!!
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Ha, no where to go but up. Although, I think I could be happy being 21 forever.
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I’ve settled for being an 86-year old woman trapped in the body of a 30-year-old. Works for me! Every age has its charm, surely? I for one can’t wait to see what I’ll look like, all old and wrinkled :) Provided I’ll make it that far, that is.
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The image I see in the mirror may be old and wrinkled but the one I see in my head is still young and sassy.
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And that’s the only age that counts!
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So true
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