Wednesday, July 12, 2006

 

Ode To Growing Older

Here I sit on this Wednesday night,
While the kids are asleep tucked in tight.
My last day at 35 what can I say,
Tomorrow’s my 36th birthday.
I look in the mirror and all I can see,
Are wrinkles and crows feet staring back at me.
Botox and tummy tucks here I come,
Oh what do I do with my sagging bum?

There are lots I am grateful for,
Family, good health and so much more.
Friends who make me laugh & cry,
Children who constantly ask me “why?”
A husband who loves me and treats me so well,
With whom I have so much to tell.
A mother’s guidance and never ending love
Thank you God for watching from above.

# posted by Alison Simon @ 9:46 PM
Comments:
36 isnt old..at least your not in your 40s hehehehe
# posted by Blogger doomed_troll : 9:45 AM
 
Happy Birthday Aly!How come edward and I are not in your poem? At least put in pepper lah!
# posted by Blogger Tempest23 : 10:07 AM
 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALISON! You do not look old at all! and what tummy are you talking about???!!
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 10:44 AM
 
you are under family what... k I'll do another poem to show my deep gratitude ok, love ya honey!

Wah, Debbie, you made my day la. Thanks a million!
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 2:54 PM
 
I know about the mother tummy now! Its horrible to get rid of. Thank goodness I am no longer breast feeding. Can starve myself back to my flat stomach!
# posted by Blogger Tempest23 : 4:03 PM
 
u all havent seen her tummy yet??????
Happy birthday my love......
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 6:31 PM
 
what a blooming horrible thing to say!! I'm taking back all the nice things I said about you.... THE WALL IS UP!!!! and don't try to break it down
"Who's in the dog house?"
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 8:35 AM
 
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