Cheers to fifty years
Growing up
Its hard to forget
Years of sorrow
Years of regret
Cheers to the pain
Cheers to the joy
Getting old is hard
Youth is not a toy
Though there was some bad
Good is always there
People I hate
People's love we share
Times gone by
Not fast nor slow
Time will last
Memories glow
Things we could have shared
Things we could have done
Stories forever lost
Two minus one
Fifty years is long
When your alone
Fifty years is boring
When your partner's under stone
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