ME AND 70
The cake is ready
The candle is set
And me and the candle
Are starting to sweat
The guests are coming
I’ve put my teeth in
Now where did I put
That 4th glass of Gin
50 was hard
60 the worst
Now 70 is here
And it’s not worth a curse
There goes the doorbell
They’re finally here
I just can’t wait
The songs, merriment and cheer
I rush down the stairs
At the pace of a snail
I find the Gin glass
Should have used the rail
I’m falling now
I glide through the air
Will I see 71
Not sure-epic fail
The doctors are nice
They say don’t worry
But all of the faces
They’re getting so blurry
It’s not the best birthday
That I’ve ever had
But at least I’m not 80
And for that I am glad
My son hands me cake
They all sing to me
Me and 70
By Rody Patrick White
70th Birthday Poems for Granddad
I tried to rhyme a word with seventy
And I ended up with my poetry entry
So this is for you
For your heart that stayed true
For the honesty of the man
I always knew
Fought in the war, forever knowing the score
Worked for the railways
Told me tales of those strange days
Sat on my bed or sat on your lap
I couldn’t watch as the stroke; your strength it did sap
But I saw you re-find your ways
And now on your special day
I stand with you at your favourite bar
With your stories of people from afar
I listen like I did when I was nine
For when they made granddads
I’m glad they made you mine
70th Birthday Poems by Alexander Hall
Grampa the Ultimate Hockey Fan
Grampa turned 70 May 28
His is full of pride watching his grandson skate
Hockey's his thing, he shares his wisdom
His grandson got a goal and shared the vision
Grampa said buddy do it for me;
Get me a goal or a hat trick; that's three
His grandson complied and shot the puck free
He got grampa his goals and waved his stick for victory
After the game grampa so proud
Thanked his grandson for working hard and snagging some net
His grandson smiled and high fived grampa so loud
He said grampa you have more fun to come yet!
by Darci Paice-Bailey
Hip Hip Hooray! We say,
For 70 is just too grand,
Numbers twixt 10s are very bland.
Some may say you're getting old,
But I'm just sure they were never told,
How grand is seventy! bright and bold!
So chuck your dentures in the air!
Never mind your missing hair,
Why not ditch your old knitwear?
Give your family a right old scare,
Show off your hip youthful flair!
For you are seventy today!
Go out, enjoy it, I do say!
by Amanda Suzuki
Seventy is the New Fifty
Seventy still feels OK,
As I get up and greet the day
I can still enjoy a cup of tea
And its all good, just to be me
So to all the world, hear me sing
Being seventy is a good thing
by Marilyn Acton
Happy Birthday my old friend
Happy birthday my old friend
You'll be special to me until the end
Celebrate today and know this is true
My life has been blessed because of you
I wish you the best birthday ever
Ones that so fantastic that it lives in you heart forever
And I want you to know
That wherever you go
I'm always wishing the best for you
Next year you'll be 71
But now your 70.
So may you birthday be the best
just like a bird celebrating in its nest.
It's Just a Number
70 seems a number large
But that is all it is
For think of the all the things you've done
And that is what is big
Your life so far has been a ride with highs and lows we're sure
But all that matters on this day is our love and heartfelt cheer
I am the Birthday Boy
Three score and ten lit candles – what a blaze
Until asthmatic puffs can quench their fire –
Have scorched the icing, though the cake wins praise,
So, everybody, grab a plate and try her.
And thus, dear friends, I start my eighth decade,
Still dentally unchallenged, still alert,
Though, hobbling down some endless esplanade,
Both knees feel twinges and my pride is hurt
That in the twilight years post-LXX
A walking stick assists my feeble tread;
And as for congress with the fairer sex…
Sleep is my only purpose when in bed.
“Septuagenarian”: now there’s a word
Whose linkage to oneself is best deferred.
by Marvin Rabinovitch
Your decades run,
From one to seven.
Lived with joy,
Straight from Heaven.
By Debbie Christie
The Three Score and One
When I wake in the morning
and see the Sun, I know I've
lived to see the Sun, with
the Silver in my hair, the
Gold in my teeth and Lead
in my pants.
Nothing by heck is keeping
I know I've lived to see
my three score and one.
by Eunice Bailey
It's amazing you're seventy
You look really young.
There's lots to explore
And adventures not done.
Set the calendar today
To have plenty of fun.
A cruise you should take
And a race to be run!
The seventy adventure:
To fish in the sun.
A hike through the woods,
Your life's just begun!
Slice the birthday cake
And touch off the cannon.
Show the whole world
That life's not a lemon!
So Happy birthday to you
We know you're a hellion!
Go tackle the world
You're one in a million!
70th Birthday Poems By Mary
All to Me at Seventy
You've lived now for seventy years,
known happiness, known also tears,
but do you know the joy you bring?
To me, my love, you're everything.
by Cathy Bryant
Happy Birthday my dear, you are now seventy!
You've reached the the age of the 21st century.
Well done young lady, you've got lots to tell.
You've taught the young of this century well.
You know much wisdom and you've got lots to say!
Happy Birthday my love and have a wonderful day.