A Mid Life Crisis
He's sitting front and center
As we toast him here today;
'Tis sad he'll ne'er reenter,
His youth, once bright and gay.
Despite his promising career,
His darling wife and kids;
We hope the spectors lurking near
Won't send him into skids.
You see, he's turning big 5-0,
Oh! The trauma of it all.
His spring and summer came and went
And up ahead looms fall.
Now, at life's epicenter,
Bereaved with loss of fun;
To see what's waiting down the road,
Just grab life's ball and run.
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