Birthday Bliss

I quietly slipped into 51,
a new age,
gently wrapping it around me,
trying it on for size.

It feels comfortable
and even familiar.
I think I am coming
home to myself.

Each and every year takes me
closer to my
authentic being;
the best version
of myself.

Could it be that this
is what they call
bliss?

It's a wrap - for another year.