How did I end up stuck here?
The answer is way less than clear.
Too old to be fun.
Too young to be done.
That's life in the 50th year.
About the Creator
Misty Rae
Retired legal eagle, nature love, wife, mother of boys and cats, chef, and trying to learn to play the guitar. I play with paint and words. Living my "middle years" like a teenager and loving every second of it!
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Comments (18)
This made me giggle.. even if I want to shake you a little for thinking you’re too old to be fun at 50! Be joyful and carefree and that is fun to anyone around you 🦋
Those numbers...great lines!!
Really Good one👍😉❤️
Creative and loving it!!!💖💖💕
Love it! Feel it, too!
Very Original 🙂
This was so great! Never too old for fun ♥️
Oh my knees..., they wish they could remember 50! Fun limerick Misty.
I'mma tell You this, some of the most physically ripped, capable, performing people I see in the gym are well into their 50s. It's only ever more uphill from there.
40 was a big year for a friend. Our son turned fifty, thought it was the end. The hubby is in his 70s. I'm ending my 60s. Send me the 50s to spend!
Omg!! Yay. I'm so glad you jumped aboard the limerick train. Love it.
Wonderful flow! And you’re fun enough to write this great limerick! Great job! 😍
I'm banking on the 50s being the new 40s by the time I get there. 😅 Well done!
This one has a great flow to it... Just wait til you hit life in the 60th year!!!
Great!! Numbers don't mean anything, forget they exist.
Yes!!!!! I am feeling this one so much!! Great work on describing this time of life :)
Fun and clever. 😂🥰
Love this one!! That was very clever 😁