The journey started in 68
Like the hypnotic humming of a bird
Even back then I was always late
To be early would be absurd
We start our unknown journey
With no destination sight
With hopes to become attorney?
And the power it gives to take flight?
My train keeps on going
There is still fuel in the tank
A year older means more puffing and blowing
Mouth wide open, expression almost blank
I continue to perform the ‘Swan’
Cool and calm is the top line view
Inside pistons fire like a mad man
You never want to reveal the real you
Another year is added to my number
Its birthday time on the horizon again
Yester year I had time to slumber
But now, it’s a huge thank you to all my friends
The hope is to keep life simple
Drive your journey your way
Stay as cute as a dimple
Retain your essence – afterall its your brithday! (it’s mine actually)
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