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Birthday Poem, Toast - An Example
Dear Papa,
Although we’re not quite three years old,
We’d like to wish Happy 70th Birthday
With laughs and happy memories
Of Papa, his story will amaze.
In Kamsack, in Saskatchewan,
He was the oldest boy,
With brothers Al and Lawrence –
Their parents’ pride and joy.
A university degree
He earned in fifty-eight
When he became an engineer
(Mechanical – first rate!)
He ‘engineered’ his happiness
In nineteen sixty-three;
He married Lois Janusson --
“Amma” to you and me!
In time, they settled down and had
A small ‘supporting cast,’
With Paul (our Dad), Auntie Janis and
Our Uncle Keith (the last).
Soon, Paul and Papa’s model planes
Were flying like a dream,
And Papa served as treasurer
For Janis’s diving team.
When Keith was playing hockey,
You can bet that Papa helped.
(But when Keith crashed in the boards, our Amma
Hid her eyes and yelped!)
Those three kids all had braces, too,
Which cost a lot of money.
Mom says that’s how he got grey hair.
(Was she just being funny?)
The family went on road trips
But they never got to stay.
With one loud “Gotta make time,”
Papa drove them on their way.
And so to university
In time all three kids went,
And Papa was so proud he didn’t
Mind how much he spent.
Our Papa gave them summer jobs
So they could earn some bucks,
But got a rude surprise when both boys
Rolled their company trucks.
He loves us, our folks (Paul and Denise),
Auntie Janis, Uncle Chuck
And Jack, and Uncle Keith…and soon
Auntie Lisa, with some luck,
Our Papa can be factual
With phone pressed to his ear.
He’ll call his family and announce.
“Ed Yasinko here.”
Retired pipeline engineer…
“Retired”? We’re not sure.
He still makes trips to Panama
And conference calls galore.
He owns a million zillion tools.
(This plan was not his spouse’s.)
But we don’t mind! He uses them
To build us all birdhouses.
He had his doubts how Mom and Daddy’s
Free time would be spent
When they were wed – he feared grandkids
Were things he’d have to rent!
Now he and Amma visit us
(An hour’s drive, each way)
So Mom can run her errands while
We four stay home and play.
When Mom first met him, he could seem
All serious and lofty.
But we know better! Papa is
Our favorite old softie.
Happy 70th Birthday, Papa!
Love,
Ryan & Gregory
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