Poem: At 50, Life Has Just Begun

At fifty years, the clock rewinds,
But now with wiser, deeper minds.
The rush is gone, the race is done—
And yet, somehow, life’s just begun.

No longer chasing youth’s disguise,
I see the truth behind the eyes.
The laugh lines etched upon my face
Are trophies from the human race.

The dreams I shelved now call my name,
With no regret, and none to blame.
The voice I softened to fit in—
It rises now, bold from within.

I’ve danced through loss, I’ve walked through fire,
But never let go of desire.
To learn, to love, to still explore,
To open wide a brand-new door.

There’s magic in the years I hold,
In stories lived and courage bold.
The best, I swear, is yet to run—
At fifty, life has just begun.