Birthday

"Your Birthday...Please?"
And I said..."O eight".
I don't want to tell you so,
I don't want to exaggerate.

Take a look in my eyes,
Are they clear in sight?
And my thinking power,
Is it alright?

And the color of my hair,
With its golden ray.
O tell me if you think,
It has a shade of grey?

The move of my body,
Is it quick and alert?
Or can you not tell,
That it has a slight hurt?

"Your birth date...Please?"
Goodness Sakes Alive.
I must write it down,
So I can drive.

E.P. 1908 - 1989

Parker's Birthday today and he turned 8...but he wasn't born in 1908.