Happy Birthday Ray
Sixty looks good on Ray
cowlick sticks up like a little boy
hair a tad tinged with gray
knees creak a lot
step’s a bit slower
not eager to sleep on a cot
he leaps up to hunt
maybe ooze is a better term
many activities deserve a grunt
but Ray is game for fun
a chuckle, a laugh
text a pun
oh he counts down to retire
so many projects in his brain
he’s ready to perspire
I wish him birthday joy
Ray’s much loved
he’s still Joyce and LD’s little boy
sixty notches in the belt of life
what’s in a number
as long as there’s no strife
happy birthday Ray we loudly sing
eat cake, drink a toast (or two)
Be Sixty, You are our King
Love
Joanne
