A little after the fact: Birthday song from an old poet
They say that youth is wasted on the young
Still it’s good that you’re not jaded
And I’m glad you’re having fun.
Your long year ran right by you
Just another short day to me
How have you been in your beautiful skin?
Did you solve all life’s mysteries
In your long year?
When time turns the tables
You’ll be me
Wearing all the tags and labels
Of an ancient history
Your long year ran right by you
Just another short day to me
So how have you been my immortal friend?
Did you solve all life’s mysteries
In your long year?
Oh my the time flies
Say the eyes of the dusty old men
Oh my the days rush by
You laugh it off
The years get lost
Till Oh my you’re one of them
Your long year ran right by you
Just another short day to me
So how have you been in your beautiful skin?
Did you solve all life’s mysteries
In your long year?
Did you love, were you kind,
Giving thanks for the time
In your long year?
Did you dare to have faith
In goodness and grace
In your long year?
And how have you been, my immortal friend?
Did you solve all life’s mysteries
In your long year?
—Terry Scott Taylor
