Thirty Seven
Thirty seven, thirty seven,
Not my idea of heaven,
Thought I may now live in Devon by the sea.
Instead life is getting quicker
And I’m married to a vicar (!)
Which I never would have thought was really me!I was wrong, and I admit it,
My life turned upside down,
And Him upstairs, we’re happy now to serve,I may be thirty seven, not a penny to my name
But I’m surrounded by the people that I lurve!
Happy Birthday lovely Mrs Hartley! Hope you have a good 37yr old day with the ones you lurve.
ReplyDeleteHappy happy happpyyy birthday!
ReplyDeleteSurely you're not 37 already? You only look 25!! :P
Love you lots and see you soon. Have been checking in on your poems!
They're veery good, it's gunna be a shame to see them go actually!
Hehe
Squillions of love, Becca becca boooo x x x x x
Wishing the happiest of birthdays to my truly gorgeous friend
ReplyDeleteWho deserves the best of everything - and to her I do send
My very bestest wishes and hopes that her birthday
Was absolutely smashing in every single way xxx