A poem by AI when I asked for it… 02/12/24
In the twilight of my days, I stand,
At the crossroads of life, hand in hand,
With the choices that I now must make,
To shape the path my future will take.
Retirement calls with its gentle voice,
A time to pause, to reflect, rejoice.
To bid farewell to the hectic pace,
And embrace the calm with open embrace.
But which path to choose, which road to tread,
As I navigate this journey ahead?
For in this moment, I hold the key,
To unlock the door to what will be.
Shall I seek adventure, explore new lands,
Or nurture the roots where my heart expands?
Shall I pursue passions long set aside,
And let my dreams take me on a wild ride?
Or perhaps it’s time to slow the pace,
And find contentment in a quieter space.
To cherish moments, both big and small,
And savor the sweetness of life’s grand hall.
Whatever choice I make, I know it’s right,
For it’s guided by my inner light.
Retirement beckons, a new chapter starts,
Filled with promise, hope, and beating hearts.
So here’s to the journey, wherever it may lead,
With courage as my compass, I’ll take heed.
For in making the right choice at this grand bend,
I find the joy and peace that retirement will send.
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