Those 70ish Girls

Billy just turned 80.  There’s still lots he hasn’t done. I know that he’ll be going strong when he turns 81.

The horses will be racing, and he’ll bet on one or two. Please, Lord, let him win before he turns 82.

There are lots of Netflix movies that he hasn’t had time to see. Please let him view a few more… beyond age 83.

He’s made lots of friends and he’ll need time to make some more. For that he’ll have to stick around until he’s 84.

In all his 80 years he’s been glad to be alive. He’ll still be really grateful when he turns 85.

If his body holds together and there won’t be lots to fix. I know he’ll still enjoy his life when he turns 86.

To him, life on earth is close enough to heaven. He’ll behave as much as possible when he turns 87.

And if he can continue on this side of Heaven’s gate. He’ll look forward to enjoying turning 88.

I could go on and on, but why all the fuss? Let’s skip right to 93 when he’ll be as old as Gus.

I hope you know this poem is really all in jest. As far as brothers go, you really are the best!

My favorite little Billy story…He said, “I’m not going to tell you what I got you for Christmas Dad, but you’re not going to have to use that old knife anymore.”