No songs, no poems, no pictures. Just a Happy Birthday.
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Today is the day we celebrate your birth:
The day you were born, your first day on Earth.
For forty-nine years we have celebrated you,
On the 24th of January, since 1962.
There’ve been parties with cakes, balloons and more,
And of course there’ve been cards and presents galore!
There was a drawing once, such a long time ago,
So long I’d forgotten – or misremembered it. Though
It took time to create, I don’t recall the source
From which I had copied that single horned horse.
It was created in pencil, and inked with a pen.
Every detail was checked, again and again,
Until finally it was done; the gift was complete.
Packed for delivery, it was carried down the street
To the post office for mailing, to you, from me,
To arrive some days later in Elkins, WV.
It was just one gift, created for you
When we were just kids with growing up to do.
The pen I still have, but it is now out of use
Though I hope that one day I will recover my muse.
So instead of a drawing it’s a poem you get
(though I hope that you’ve not given up on it yet.)
It’s a song to send wishes of happiness to you;
It is hoping for fun, in whatever you do,
Because this is the day that we take time each year
To remember your birthday – we’re so glad you’re here!
Now go and enjoy, my long-lost found friend,
Because sadly I write, this poem’s come to its end.
Happy Birthday, Susan.
The song for the day is Elton John’s Sixty Years On:
Who’ll walk me down to church when I’m sixty years of ageWhen the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the graveAnd senorita play guitar, play it just for youMy rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped throughYou’ve hung up your great coat and you’ve laid down your gunYou know the war you fought in wasn’t too much funAnd the future you’re giving me holds nothing for a gunI’ve no wish to be living sixty years onYes I’ll sit with you and talk let your eyes relive againI know my vintage prayers would be very much the sameAnd Magdelena plays the organ, plays it just for youYour choral lamp that burns so low when you are passing throughAnd the future you’re giving me holds nothing for a gunI’ve no wish to be living sixty years on
Happy Birthday, WMW.
Hooray! Hooray! Let’s all give a cheer!
It’s the time to celebrate another year!
Today is the day, it’s here once again!
Today is the day Mr. William turns 10!
Time for hoopla, for fun, in all shapes and all sizes,
Time for gifts, for presents, for all sorts of prizes!
We’ll all have great fun, because Will is the one!
Will is the one who is our number one son!
We’ll wish him the best, for today and forever,
For good health always, for bad times never.
But most of all we wish him God’s love,
And for all good things that come from above
For it was 10 years ago, that we celebrate today,
William entered our hearts, in a most wonderful way
And we could not have known, now those 10 years ago
All the joy and wonder in watching him grow
So we give thanks to God, for this wonderful day
The day we hold special, the day that we say
“Happy Birthday to William, now go have some fun!
We love you so much, our very special son.”
The date I’ve been waiting for 48 years. I’ll celebrate again later tonight the European arrival of 20-10-2010 20:10.
Happy Birthday to me and my twin sister!
Edith came home from the hospital today; her surgery went well, without issue, and now she’s home to rest for the next 8 weeks. I’ll also be working from home for a couple of weeks, to help her out.
For the first time in over 25 years, I called Susan this morning. I left a message, she returned my call c. 11:30, and we spoke for about 45 minutes or so before I had to take care of some issues Kate was having, although I felt that we could have gone on longer… it was almost surreal, in a way.
My heart was beating rapidly, and I was quite literally shaking when I decided to pick up the phone and call her (some things never change) and it took 3 attempts before I took a deep breath and hit the TALK button on the phone to send the call. I listened to her voicemail recording, and left my message, somewhat disappointed but satisfied that I had done what I emailed Susan I would do, and called her.
I was carrying laundry upstairs when the phone rang, and I answered it in our bedroom, and then wandered throughout the house, totally in the zone of this conversation that I’d waited for so long to have. Susan’s voice initially seemed different than I remembered, but eventually I recognized her distinctive lisp. We talked about our lives, our families, our gardens… it was good, pleasant conversation. Susan did thank me for being patient with her, and said that it had taken her a long time to see me as a friend and not a threat; I told her that was all I ever was, and that I have no expectations from her, which I believe is true, but it does make me wonder… I guess I do have an expectation in that Susan will actually help to build this rekindled friendship and really stop hiding from me… we’ll see… patience.
Lastly, Happy Birthday today to Nicole T!
January 24, 1980: Thirty years ago, I copied John Tenniel’s drawing from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and presented it as a gift on the occasion of a certain 18 year-old’s birthday. A long, long time ago…
Happy Birthday, to my brother…
Ugh – the sore throat from a few weeks or so ago has simply refused to go away, and has now blossomed into a full blown head cold. I took the day off from work yesterday to medicate, hydrate and rest; back at work today, I felt even worse than yesterday! It would be so nice to take the day off again tomorrow, but I’ve really got too damn much to finish up at work that will only pile up otherwise.
Another birthday weekend – the lovely E-A turns 42 on Sunday – we’re celebrating with tickets to the NJ Performing Arts Center in Newark for an evening of Broadway tunes with Patti LuPone and Mandy Patinkin. Gotta love a good Broadway tune…
Miss K. celebrates her 3rd birth day today! She’s been anticipating this day all week… she would ask if “tomorrow, when the sun pops out, will it be my birthday?”
Today was finally the day. She celebrated with her friends at school yesterday, and today we hosted a party with her cousins: 7 kids between the ages of 1 1/2 to 8, running amok around my house… I need a drink.
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