When I was a girl
Birthdays meant a lot.
I had birthday cakes
With chocolate swirl,
Balloons on my cot.
But now I’m older,
No more a pearl,
They don’t mean
Quite the same.
We really should
Make a fuss
But there are just
Three of us,
Such a shame!
It does seem
Like yesterday
When I had the last.
Because of this
I really feel
They come ‘round
Much too fast.
I know I’m loved.
I’m sure of that.
Flowers even came
And birthday calls
And email notes
With birthday quotes.
Friends dropped by,
Making me cry.
But would you believe
I almost forgot
Twas my special day -
Until my husband said to me:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, you old PEA!
