Yvonne's Sixtieth Birthday - Poem by Francis Duggan
Yvonne has turned sixty on October seventeen
And like many other women life's good and bad days she has seen
Her son and daughter two good people and she feels proud of their success
And the birth of her grand daughter Matilda has brought her great happiness.
Yvonne is a war baby born in nineteen forty three
At a sad and a tragic period in human history
And she is one not out of place in this World of modern technology
A very clever woman and few as knowledgeable as she.
In the gum woods of Kallista the butcher bird now sing
And the magpie he is fluting in the warm southern Spring
And on Yvonne's sixtieth birthday the sun is shining bright
And butterflies are playing in the beautiful sunlight.
For Yvonne's sixtieth birthday such a warm and lovely day
And Spring is at her greenest and Summer not far away
And in the sunshine at Cooks her praises we will sing
And the strains of happy birthday for the birthday girl will ring.
Comments about Yvonne's Sixtieth Birthday by Francis Duggan
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You