Thursday, September 23, 2010

Over the Hill and Through the Dale

my life is a blessing
I shall not whine
I lie down on Simmons Beautyrest
and stroll where the river once flooded
I refuel with coffee
and respect my fellow man
even when I have better information
yea, though I walk
through this life you have given
I shall fear no downhill slopes
for my family is with me
they mock my old age
and cherish me
I set the table for dinner
to showcase my grilling creations
you grant my head its remaining hairs
surely this is not the end of my journey
for next is the hill of grand-parentage
in which I shall rejoice forever




(Happy 60th Papa!  You're an oldie, but a goodie.)