Thursday, January 14, 2010

Happy Seventy Five, Grandpa Mike!


Grandpa Mike turns 75 today!  We are going up to Pocatello to celebrate on Saturday.  We wrote this funny poem in honor of his birthday.  If you know my dad, you might appreciate it, we call it:

Three Quarters Equals Seventy Five,
Old Man’s Glad To Be Alive!
A Birthday Verse For You:

In honor of your three quarter birthday
We planned to make a toast,
But then we thought it would be more fun
To give you a gentle roast.

So here’s a little three quarter note,
We’d like this chance to say
A few of our thoughts about you
And your three quarter birthday...

Today you’re only three quarters
Which equals seventy five.
It must feel good to get to this point
And still be alive!

Born in 1935
Way back when.
Did you ever think you’d make it
To two thousand and ten?

You’re still only three quarters
Not yet a full century.
Another twenty five years to go,
Will you make it? Well, we’ll see.

You used to have the energy
To run and work and play,
But now you’re only awake
For three quarters of the day.

It’s amazing that you still have
Three quarters of your hair.
It might make you look good,
But Wes thinks it’s hardly fair.

We laugh at all your silly jokes
And goofy things you say.
Three quarters of them aren’t funny
But we like them anyway.

Three quarters of the things you tell us
Make us wonder more,
Like what is the story behind this?
And what the heck’s a semaphore?

Three quarters of a dog you say,
A Chihuahua is what you’d like.
But a real live Rockin’ Ricardo?
The thought gives us a fright.

You have three quarters of your height,
We know that much is true,
But three quarters of your grandkids
Have already caught up to you!

Three quarters of the speed limit
Is how you like to drive.
It seems that some old duffers
Just can’t drive fifty five!

Three quarters of a poem,
I guess that’s where we’re at.
By now you’re probably thinking
We should have stopped at half!

Pauline is the good woman
With whom you’ve spent your life.
You’re very lucky, cause she’s
Way more than three quarters of a wife!

You haven’t lost it all yet,
You have three quarters of your mind.
You still have a generous spirit,
And you’re really one of a kind.

You sure can play the piano,
That talent is just fine.
Your fingers can still dazzle us
When you play in three quarter time.

We hope you haven’t minded
This little verse at your expense,
It is, after all, three quarters
Of your birthday presents!

You know you’re only three quarters
And perhaps a little bit spent,
But know our love for you is always
ONE HUNDRED PERCENT!!

All our love and wishes for a bright year ahead,

Wes, Michelle, Colton, Kori and Clint

1 comment:

The Amayesings said...

How fun. I hope he enjoyed it. Happy Birthday to Uncle Mike!