Ode for a Birthday Boy                                                  Thanks to The Beatles

Perce,  you’ve grown older, losing your hair,

Any day from now.

You’ve been always sending me a Valentine,

Birthday Greetings, bottles of wine.

When you got home at quarter to three

I hadn’t locked the door. . .

Yes, you did need me, yes you did feed me

When you were sixty-four.

Now you are older by just a year

Will you be the same?

Will I still be knitting by the fireside?

Sunday evening – take a bus ride?

Digging the garden, cutting the grass

Keeps your mind alive.

Will you still need me, will you still feed me?

Now you’re sixty-five.

SING ALONG  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eCss0kZXeyE