Birthday Greetings
Golden Age Joy
I work or play, as I think
best,
I shop or I stay home.
When weary I sit down and
rest,
I bid one stay, another
roam.
Because I'm
Seventy-seven.
Now clothing sales, of
rain-bow hue,
Excites me not, as it was
won't.
I do thingsthat i like to
do,
And leave undone the ones
i don't,
Because i'm
Seventy-seven.
When I am tired, I do not
roam,
I like to rest, so you can
see,
Why I read a book, or even
a poem.
No more the strenous life
for me,
Because I'm
Seventy-seven.
My looks are now my
fondest care,
Daily the soap operas I
peruse,
I glory in my silvering
hair,
I love my old comfortable
shoes,
Because I'm
Seventy-seven.
Let the youngsters lift
the weary load,
And at the burdon tug and
strain,
I love this easy restful
road,
I would not climb lifes
hill again,
Because I'm
Seventy-seven.
Happy Birthday Elizabeth
J.B. Black Sr. May 14,
1977
