HAPPY BIRTHDAY

It is the last day

Of my 68th year

Not dead yet

Just that is another way of sayin

Just sayin

Tomorrow is my birthday

I slept thru a few things

Today

Not past the alarm

But I did not send the boy out

Now a man

And the world did not stop spinning

Strong men and grandboys

Kept it moving and got

Where they needed to be on time

even early as they should

Things proceeded

as they should

as they will

I made coffee, returned to bed

And wrote a poem

As if I had not another other thing to do