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Robert Lindner
Since I was born in Salzburg, Austria
Just after midnight on October 22,. 1946,
And since Salzburg is 7 hours ahead,
It is time for my birth in 1946 at the
Hospital on Mozart Square.
At the time, the hospital was
Staffed by the U.S. in the American Zone.
Here is my Poem for the occasion:
Happy Birthday to all of you that
Are also reaching that AGE
At An Age
I've, now, come through many
Years and I am still “in for a penny
In for a pound,” as they
Say. On this, my birthday,
When I’m still on my way
To the next. Can’t say I haven’t any
Doubts, since my mind is full
Of them. And like gravity they will pull
Me down. But I will choose
To ignore the bad news
And listen to the blues.
While the fear mongers try to pull the wool
Over the future’s eyes,
I will keep wearing my happy disguise,
With a smile on my face,
I will enjoy the place
I have reached, in my race
With time. I’m here. That’s my birthday surprise.
Hopes instead of worries
Are my goals. Can I reach them? No hurries!
It’s easier just “To be.”
I will choose the happy
Times in my memory,
And let the future ride upon the breeze.
Of a simple life, day
By day, with choices that may come my way
I’ll take the easiest.
It may not be the best,
But might be the smartest
One. And on my seventy-ninth birthday,
An age that deserves to
Be recognized on the beams that the new
Sun brings with morning’s birth,
On my planet, an earth
That laughs and brings me mirth
With the simplicity of dawn’s first view
In song, “here comes the sun.”
And since sometimes time flies, let’s have some fun.
That’s what birthdays are for.
I’ll wish for many more,
But I know what the score
Is. So I will just enjoy this new one.
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