Why I Love My Birthday

Why do I love birthdays? Wow! Birthdays are a celebration of another God-given year to live and love and serve and shine. Another year to enjoy and cuddle  grandchildren and love my man and eat birthday cake! I LOVE birthday cake! Birthdays are days not to diet. Birthdays are days to celebrate the beauty of being alive. Birthdays are fun!

Many of my friends died young.  Three with cancer in their 40's dared dream that they would live to celebrate their 50th birthday,  attend their children's weddings, and  hold their grandbabies. At their bedsides, I vowed silently that I would never grieve birthdays. I would celebrate them. In memory and in honor of  dear friends I loved whose lives ended in sickness, car crashes, and wars, I celebrate you and how your life touched mine.  Because of you, my life is richer and my birthdays are more fun. I remember you as I treasure each year God gives me to live. May I never waste precious time.

"Good people pass away; the godly often die before their time.

But no one seems to care or understand that God is protecting them from the evil to come.

For those who follow godly paths will rest in peace when they die."

Isaiah 57:1

Here is this year's silly birthday poem. I write because writing makes me happy and today is my Happy Birthday!

Oh, man alive!

How could I no longer be 65?

Am I really 66

When I still enjoy playing pick up stix?

Oh my, oh my, I'm in quite a fix.

I'm not sure I like being 66.

After all, I still order BABY cones at Lakeside Licks

So how can I be 66?

When setting goals, never in my top 10 picks

Was even the thought of being 66.

Still remember boys looking at me as one of the cute chicks!

No more — today I'm 66

For fun I made a cake from a mix

But, alas, there was no room for 66 wicks.

Can you even be 66

Without 66 wicks?

Enough of these silly tricks.

I thank God for blessing me times 66.

I smile and realize in another year if I'm not in Heaven

I'll reach that beautiful age of 67.

 Splashes of Serenity on me today! After all, it's my birthday and I thank God I am alive!

Man Alive! I'm 65!!!

Elaine the pain.

Elaine with a cane.

Elaine with no brain.

Elaine the insane.

I've been called a lot of things in this life

But man alive!

I've never been called 65!!!

I can no more

Claim to be 64

How can it be?

I'm not even 63!!!



65

There's still time to jive!

Eat honey from a hive.

Be a guest on Kelly LIVE!

Jump off a high dive!



Oh never more

Can I say I'm 64.

But if the Good Lord keeps me in the mix,

I'll enjoy the year before I'm 66!



Enjoying a Florida Splash of Serenity with my love on my birthday,

Why I Love My Birthday!

I love my birthday! Too many of my friends died young and never saw their son graduate from Law School, planned their daughters' weddings, held their new-born grandbabies, took long walks with older grandchildren, laughed themselves silly with their girlfriends, grew old with the love of their life. God gave me a gift when I was born--LIFE--I intend to live it to the hilt.

I celebrate by writing myself a birthday poem each year. Trust me, it is the only day I write poetry. Read it and enjoy the gift of life God gave to YOU.

Yes, it's true
Today I am sixty-two.
I won't "boo hoo"
Or yet say, "Toodle-oo!"

I am sixty-two
But I'm not blue
There's still lots to do:
Unseen places to view,

Memories to accrue,
Grandbabies to "peek-a-boo!"
A hubby who needs me too.
I'd love to have tea with you.

I still hope to write a book or two!
New exotic foods I have yet to chew.
Like to hike, golf, and kayak--to name a few!
At the end of my days, hoping to say, "Phew!"

This I know is true:
I am sixty-two
And happy as can be
That I'm not yet sixty-three!

Praying I keep shining through all my days and splashing the world with His Serenity!

Elaine