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50 was a crossroads

By jfarrell

I did have a party on my 50^th birthday…

And it was decided on your votes and contributions;

And, I think, it was great!!

My first birthday party, ever

Two folks did turn up..

Definitely better than no-one.

And we spent the night jamming on guitar;

With everybody begging me to stop singing, hehe

But, it’s my party and I’ll sing if I want to.

The real guitarist, I hadn’t seen him in a couple years;

And ‘Dodge’; well he couldn’t dodge the end of this friendship…

“Jim, you’re always so negative.”

A crossroads;

A natural ending, without bitterness;

My last friends and I go our separate ways.

“The times we had were great, we gotta keep in touch….”

We, all three, nodded, big smiles…

But.. the smile never quite reached our eyes….

I maybe losing the remnants of the only last good thing I got left;

Maybe, depression, pain, clouds my judgement….

….but

Maybe…

To move on to something better…

I gotta let something, stale, go….