“Happy Birthday to my soulmate and Better Half. With the help from the Holy Spirit, my Guardian
Angel and St. Anthony, this poem was created looking through your soul on aging, making you the poet,
and NOT me! Happy, Happy 73rd Birthday!”
I woke up
Got out of bed
with a sleepy head
What day is it?
Oh, I remember now
Holy Cow
Oh Happy Day
Hooray, Hooray
It’s my birthday
Yippee!
It’s time to flee
back to my memory
of yesteryears gone by
and realize
as I surmise
I’m not growing older;
only better & wiser
knowing today
will be
tomorrow’s yesterday
when I was
so much younger then
I am FOREVER Young
How does it feel
Is this really for real
Where did the time go?
I do not know
For life is racing me by
Oh me, Oh my
How can this be
that I’m now 73
and I do believe
the BEST is yet to be!
Resounding in my ears
without a care
“If you’re happy and
you know it
Clap your hands.”
Oh yes, I can
clap my hands
I am a forever
Yankees fan!
Yippee –Yippee
It’s time to Party:
Opening gifts
eating cake and
making wishes.
The room is aglow
Oh no!
I crack a chuckle
as I tackle
how can I handle
these 73 candles?
Making wishes
I take a deep breath
Oh no
Here I go
I know I can
I know I can
Oh yes,
I DID IT
I DID IT!
I clap my hands
for which it stands
ALL 73 are out
and I begin
to shout
Hip, Hip Hooray
Oh Happy Day
It’s my birthday
clapping and chanting
“This is
the day
the Lord has made
Let us rejoice
and
Be glad.”
(Psalm 118:24)
Per Catherine,
Written by Gerard Ross
