The girls that I run with are the best you’ll ever find
Everyone is grateful that we’re all sound of mind.
Oh, we can get a little crazy, but no one seems to care
We’ll give you what you need…add a hug and say a prayer
We celebrate together every chance we get.
I’m surprised the cards in town haven’t sold out yet.
There are trials and tribulations and moments to rejoice
Direction comes from up above, and we listen for His voice.
Before this poem is over I must confess to my mistake
I don’t want anyone to think my little rhymes are fake
I said with much conviction, we still have our faculties
Our lives aren’t always easy, we have had to tackle these
Wrinkles caused by laughter, gray hair caused by the years
A knee or back that causes pain or a couple of bad ears
We’ve suffered broken bones, and had the surgeries we should
If one forgets, one will remember…(in all likelihood)
All you have to do is call if a little pain exists
We’ll bring you lots of yummy food…(we’re all Methodists)
I can’t help but think about all the fun times up ahead
You will ALL be invited to my magnificent she shed
(Does not include all the beautiful Methodist women, outlying friends and relafriends)
Friends are so important in our lives. Rhyming about them gives this a real shot of love on love.
You do look tall as Scoper said!
Sounds like you’re all a bunch with character. I can’t help but notice you’re one of the tall ones. And that’s without your crown. Nice poem MG!! You have so many friends I doubt you all can’t fit in the she shed at the same time.
Glad you got signed up again 07. I told them I’m going to have tons of parties one person at a time!