So Young at Heart For someone like you so young at heart, you're just beginning to get a good start, so keep on going here's my wish to get you there, Happy 70th Birthday [Name], may there be many more to share.
I love this following poem. Purple is my favourite colour, so I can definitely see me clashing purple and red when I'm seventy!
When I Am an Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple
By Jenny Joseph
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells and run my stick along the public railings and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain and pick the flowers in other people's gardens and learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat and eat three pounds of sausages at a go or only bread and pickles for a week and hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry and pay our rent and not swear in the street and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers. But maybe I ought to practice a little now? So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
70th happy Birthday poems, another short one for a card
Dear [Name] you are seventy and some may say you're past it But you'll still be dancing when were all in our caskets
Over the Hill at 70?
Quick! Hit the brakes! Where'd I get all these aches? Time sure has gone fast, The years have just passed. Can this be what I fear? 70 is here!
