My Special Birthday

 Last Saturday I had, what everyone tells me, a very Special Birthday… I turned 60 years of age. I had a wonderful day with family and friends about. My stepdaughter, daughter-in-law and son all helped to make it special by preparing a lovely BBQ lunch and then in the evening we had a really lovely dinner, with lots of wine and sweets.

The poem that follows here was written by a very dear person, whom I have grown to love very much since her and hubby Jim, arrived to be our next door neighbors, some seven and a half years ago…

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Our Faye turns 60!!! 2nd October 2010

One day we said - let’s move to the coast

So Valla was chosen to make the most

Of aging bones and slower speed

With green rolling hills and lots of trees

Now we never have had a neighbor live close

And found we were stuck with some, 20 meters at most

They jumped over the fence and made themselves known

Faye and Ray were their names, and upon us would grow

From beers in the garden and wine on the deck

No matter what time of day, oh, what the heck

No standing on ceremony, no special fancy airs

Just friendship shared and mates who care

Faye is a special one, no one could doubt

Her commitment to family and friends stand out

But where she shines like a light so bright

Is her talent with sewing and craft all alike

Faye’s patchwork and quilts are a sight to behold

Her needlework stories on postcards are told

All around the world those pieces would drift

What a special treat to receive her unique gift

Creative people like Faye I ‘m in awe

When those skills were given I was behind the door

She has tried to teach me and patience she’s shown

But mostly over the head this has flown

Boring women have immaculate homes

Is a saying I love to repeat

Faye is not boring that’s for sure

Sewing much more fun than a house that’s neat

I will never forget our girls’ week away

Faye, Betty, Maureen and I,

Four friends on the run in the Port Douglas sun

Cocktails for breakfast to try

Now Sis, you are special to both Jim and I

And the road ahead will sometimes be high

Just remember if you need a feed or a cry

We‘ll be here to catch you without asking why

On that note we will raise our glass

To a lovely lady, just full of class

I’ll have a wine, Jim a beer

And we’ll thank God he brought us here

Happy 60th birthday, dear friend.

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Thank you Jan for this wonderful piece of poetry that describes me to a tee…