As you begin, your 51st year <br />We pray that it starts, with joy and cheer <br />Because we all know, that as the year moves on <br />Your memory will fail, and your wits will be gone <br /> <br />You’ll forget where you’re going, you’ll forget why you came <br />You’ll forget who we are, you’ll forget your own name <br />You’ll fall asleep, in your office chair <br />You’ll lose even more, of what’s left of your hair <br /> <br />You’ll find yourself staring, at pictures on walls <br />You’ll answer the phone, when there are no phone calls <br />You’ll misplace your keys, you’ll misplace your car <br />You’ll misplace yourself, and not know where you are <br /> <br />You’ll remember the meeting, but forget where it’s at <br />You’ll be roaming the halls, and that will be that <br />But have no fear, our fine OLD friend <br />For we will be with you, til the dark and bitter end <br /> <br />Yes we’ll see you through, all the tears and pain <br />Til Your 52nd year, when we do this all again. <br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY!<br /><br />A. P. Hancock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/50th-birthday-as-you-begin-your-51st-year-just-for-fun/
