Being single and 49, I feel free
To live life exactly as I want it to be.
No one to please or worry about,
No arguing, no reason to shout.
I wake up to a peaceful house,
No hungry, grumpy, or snoring spouse.
I can do what I want each day,
No need to compromise or debate.
Travel far or stay close to home,
The world is mine to freely roam.
No need to ask permission,
I am free to follow my own vision.
I never run out of milk or bread,
I can sleep on the left, the right or the middle of the bed.
If I get hot in the night I can turn on the air,
then hog all the covers, no one will care.
I can shave my legs monthly or not at all,
No one crying because I missed their call.
Just me and my own company,
A blissful state of harmony.
I can binge-watch Netflix for 10 hours straight,
I can go to bed early or stay up late.
I embrace each moment with joy and glee,
Living life solo, wild and free.
I choose what to watch on tv,
and when, where and what to eat.
I may have pizza for breakfast and bacon at night,
If I eat ice cream all day it will be alright.
I savor life in my own way,
And chase my dreams, come what may.
I may be single for quite a while,
no one to harsh my mellow or cramp my style.
If I catch every red light in town,
no one is waiting at the door, wearing a frown.
My life is relatively stress and drama-free,
I sleep well knowing no one is cheating on me.
So, let the world go round and round,
And let love's mysteries abound.
As for me, life is just fine.
It’s a joy to be single and forty-nine.