“66”, how odd these days
How they just flitter away
Yet still so easy to look back
Upon all of our yesterdays
Not so long ago we were healthy and young
Frolicking around in our adulthood
like a flower welcoming the morning sun
I can count my good friends on one hand
With you, I don’t even need a thumb.
Through the years our friendship has taken many a turn
We have always been the very best of friends
At times we have been each others only lovers
Under the covers or up on the top
Always easy to see the climax in your smile.
“66”, don’t fret this accomplishment so little girl
Your the first of our Baby Boom generation
So, don’t worry so about the numbers my friend
Remember that every flip of the calendar is a gift from The Father.
Yet we all know that sometimes just the smallest of efforts
Can make all our joints sing throughout the night
When we hurt we don’t know if its plastic or bone
We could just bend down and tap it, that is
If only our arthritic backs would allow it.
So 66, all we can do is smile and except it
Now, just sit back and think about it
We are blessed to have reached our ancient years
Blessed enough to still have breathing friends
Remember what Cher once said about this accomplishment
Saying “sure beats the hell out of the alternative doesn’t it?”
So, if you can find a cake big enough for it, enjoy the glow of the candles.
Enjoy it girl if your mind can still think, for you will never be this young again!