Happy Birthday to me

 Today is my actual birthday!  Not one of the big ones - big, just not ending in 0 or 5.  Tonight we'll have friends over for dinner and cards.  I've had lots of friends send greetings on Facebook and got some cards in the mail.  You know who you are - and I thank you.  

Yesterday I posted my daughter, Julie's, poem to me.  As I mentioned it's a family tradition now to write a poem instead of getting a gift or a card.  After all, at our age here in Summerset, what do we really need?  Today I received the following email poem from my son.  Aren't computers terrific?  And isn't it nice that I can have a blog and say pretty much anything that comes to my mind?

Michael's Poem:

I could have been late, I could have been early,
but for once I'll be on time.
I'm going to try my very best
to see if it all can rhyme.

So these wishes come over the internet,
at rapid electronic speed, you bet.
And I haven't given up trying to rhyme just yet.
I believe I've successfully completed this set.

So birthday greetings you will get.
Spend some quality time with your pet.
I hope there are no trips soon to the vet.
I know cats hate to get wet.

And I'll forever be in your debt.
Happy Birthday.

My response:

Thanks for the rhyme,
Pretty good, and on time
I know it helps to drink some wine
In order to make the words come out fine.

I love that we have Instant messages
Composed of zeros and ones
I don't have to understand how it works
But I know how to get it done.

Furbie and Missy are sure to give me
A gift of fur from head to knee
BJ baked me a cake made of cheese
And I'll enjoy that with steak tonight if I please.

I thank you for your gift of rhyme
My birthday has made me think about time
Thinking how quickly fly the years
Can make an old lady fill with tears

But they're tears of joy for our memories
First my children, now grandchildren, have grown like trees
Whatever I've done, was done with love
And I thank you for letting me spend lots of time with you and the kids...

P.S.  Did you get tickets for Manhattan Transfer?

I love you!
Mom