OK, I admit it. Tomorrow is my birthday, and yes, it's a big one. I considered recording some of my solemn reflections as I stand at the precipice. But fortunately for all of us, I quickly thought better of it. What I have instead is a little ditty I wrote for the occasion. Those readers "of a certain age" might identify with some of lyrics.
Gather 'round now mom and pop
Let's all do the senior bop
Laugh or grumble, just don't stop
Keep on bopping 'til we drop
I wonder where keys have gone
All my meetings make me yawn
Standing out upon the lawn
I still love to greet the dawn
I feel warm when it's not hot
And aches and pains, those I've got
I know me and who I'm not
My love's true, that means a lot
Newsprint always hurts my eyes
Ice cream goes straight to my thighs
Still I have more cheers than cries
I get looks from younger guys
He says that I age like wine
This is where I draw the line
Pull my cork, it's time to dine
We can't skip a chance so fine
Winter snow and summer sun
Autumn leaves and springtime fun
I've lived seasons, every one
I'll just walk when I can't run
My peers are old, so they say
Maybe I'll get there one day
Until then, I still must play
The new black I think is gray
Gather 'round now mom and pop
Let's all do the senior bop
Laugh or grumble, just don't stop!
Keep on bopping 'til we drop
Randy and I are going away for the weekend, but I'm sure I'll have a good birthday story to share when we return.
