The old church bell rings midnight hour
So abrupt this visitor plunges into her body
with no formal invitation
No friendly welcome
This thing, possess her mind
The apprehensive feeling
Dreadful thoughts
As it has been doing to others for a while already
It weighs heavily on her shoulders
Attempt to turn her against forty
Through much endeavor she stands by forty
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Can't ever be defeated
A beautiful moment
Independent alive
Be proud of it
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Crazy, ridiculous, cannot be associated with forty
Her mind is too sharp for nonsense take
Can she be downcast?
Absolutely not, but perfect sense be
Stand by forty she's very well sure of herself
Spur of the moment?
Certainly not, profoundly grounded
Emotionally adequate with making decision
Dissatisfaction ignores?
Goals and strategies are being adjusted
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A woman, who comes to be erupted like a volcano
The youth waves so high and forever is in spirit.
Just as sexy and beautiful
Forty now is new thirty be.
Love and attracted by many youngins
She follows her own path.
Wisdom rising and rising
Not afraid to voice her concerns,
No intimidation, determine rules,
Sure of the equality that sustain of her relationship
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The bucket will forever overflow
Just another day
An extra candle light
The rules of life continue to wheel
Turning forty is like laying another egg in the nest
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