Happy Birthday, Ollie
A Hokey Birthday Poem for Ollie’s 35th
The year was a whirlwind -
both good things and bad.
We went on vacation,
but not much fun was to be had.
Our house gave us troubles.
Thought the ship surely would sink!
We bailed out in time
for a baby in pink.
The holidays had us
running here, there and home.
Then house problems did resurface.
Aching muscles (though not toned).
Here we are once again.
One year later, to the date.
Your only present arrived broken.
Hope it’s not a sign of future fate!
On your 35th birthday,
may the next year be great.
Happy 35th, honey. You deserve a good year!

