Best Friend's 50th Birthday Poem
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Robin and I met at the Washington School for Secretaries in 1969 We've been friends for 31 years. We had some of the best weekends ever both in DC and Woodbridge, Va. We had one of the best Christmases ever, a private tour of Washington by a taxi drive after a night on the town. We were great dancers, loved the rock and roll era, went through the disco dance era together, we wore the highest platform shoes. We also worked together at the American Medical Association for a short time. Robin went through a phase of French addictions; a French boyfriend, her hairstylist was French. She was a great hostess at Tramps and other very hip night clubs. She loved fine dining and was the best dressed!
She married a dentist, Tony, and moved to Boston. I was in her wedding and it was a bittersweet day, and I lost my playmate. Tony and Robin started an art gallery, Newbury Fine Arts and asked me to relocate and manage the gallery. I moved very shortly thereafter. I lived with Robin , Tony and their infant son, Justin for six months. While working at Newbury Fine Arts, I met my husband, Bob. I stopped working at the gallery after 2 years. Robin is now a GREAT golfer, and plays tennis and still works at the gallery. She finds time to find Tony's keys and miscellaneous items for him. Her husband is forgetful and sometimes helpless without her!
Here's the Poem it generated:
It's been fifty years since you arrived on this planet,
And we've been friends for thirty one.
In a Washington secretarial school;
Who knew we would have so much fun?
In DC and in Woodbridge, oh how we did dance,
Platform shoes left our noses bleeding,
Leaving disco behind, for physicians we worked,
Then, for anything French, you were needy.
After hosting at Tramps you did find your true love,
A dentist, who swept you away.
A bridesmaid in Boston soon after was I,
"Twas for me a bitter-sweet day.
Used to fine dining and the best of all things;
You turned your attention to art.
Newbury Fine Arts Gallery was born,
Andy you thought of me right from the start.
You asked me would I manage the place.
So, of course I jumped at the chance.
I remembered with a smile all we had shared;
Eager to continue the dance.
Typical of your kindness,
You took me in and I lived in your home.
You made me feel warm and welcome
"Til I could find a place of my own.
After six months, I finally left you.
I moved out to find my own way.
And in the Gallery, low and behold,
I met Bob that one fateful day.
Now, I, too, have a husband;
You and I are on the same page.
I'm so glad to still be with you.
Fifty isn't such a bad age!
I'm so proud of the wonderful person you are,
And of all the things that you do;
Finding Tony's keys, when he loses them,
And other items, too!
Accomplished golfer, tennis player and more;
Time for the Gallery, as well,
I wish you the best, 'cause you are the best,
As far as I can tell.
Happy Birthday, Dear Friend!
Testimonial:
Thank you a million! I love it and I know she will, too!
-Terry Fox