A Poem For Friday

Thank you so much for all your lovely responses to me opening up my Friday poetry blog post to guest poets. I’m very pleased to welcome my first guest – Kim Smyth, with her delightful poem. Here’s a little bit about Kim:

Kim Smyth is a freelance writer studying to become a transcriptionist. She lives in Texas with her main man David, their two adorable shorkies, and a crazy cat who likes to interrupt their pool games.

A Poem for my Birthday

By

Kim Smyth

It’s my birthday, and I just want to say
I plan to enjoy it in each and every way
Being sixty isn’t such a bad thing
Honestly, I feel more like sixteen
Too bad my body doesn’t match my brain
Cause me, I feel like dancing in the rain!
However, I’ll settle for lunch with a friend
And my man who loves me til the very end.
Celebrate your birthday, it’s your day to shine
Getting a bit older is no cause to whine.
Embrace this life, it’s the only one you get
Be blessed and just live it with gusto, no regret!

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16 Responses to A Poem For Friday

  1. Darlene says:

    A great poem! Thanks for sharing it.

  2. Kim Smyth says:

    Thank you so much for featuring my poem on your blog!
    I’m actually going to lunch with another friend today, the week after my birthday ☺️

  3. Paul Mastaglio says:

    Heartwarming poem and so true. 😁

  4. Happy Birthday, Kim! Whenever it is or was. And I agree, 60 wasn’t/ain’t so bad!

  5. Linkingpeople2003 says:

    A Limerick for Birthday:

    It’s birthday, just planning to enjoy it in each and every way,

    Being sixty isn’t such a bad thing, feeling more like sixteen anyway!

    Too bad, body doesn’t match brain because feeling like dancing in the rain,

    However, settling for lunch with a friend and the man who loves and takes away all bane!

    Getting a bit older is no cause to whine, embrace this life, be blessed, just live and pray!

  6. Zelda Rene says:

    What a wonderfully cheerful birthday poem!

  7. Rae Longest says:

    Lovely poem/lovely photo

  8. I really enjoyed your poem, Kim, and I love your attitude.
    My Dad always told me that sixty was middle-aged. With advances in modern medical science, his expectation was that e would die at the grand old age of 123, as his grandmother predicted for him when he was a child. He planned to ski down a black slope in the Alps to celebrate his on-hundredth birthday.
    Live ever day to the max.
    Happy birthday! x

  9. markbierman says:

    Nice to meet you, Kim. I loved the poem and Happy belated Birthday. Thanks for the introduction, Esther. 🙂

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