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Papaw's 100th Birthday

He was my papaw and he was my father's dad.
When he died in 1994, it was both tragic and sad.
If Papaw had survived, he would be celebrating his birthday.
If he hadn't died, he would've become 100 years old today.
He was born on July the 28th of 1923.
Today he would've lived for a century.
When Papaw took

100th Date

April winds blow smoothly on the spaces of my window,
Shaking the boughs of my mother’s umbrella trees 
Planted there for as long as I can remember 
I can smell your fragrance yet again
Right before a ballad is heard in the heaven’s serenade
I wrote a vallantelle for you this holy March,
To sponge your wounds and clear

Happy 100th Birthday Captain Tom

Who is this man who rose to sudden fame?
Captain Tom Moore is his official name.
A Yorkshireman who called a spade a spade,
Young Tom became an engineer by trade.
But turning twenty, life was put on hold
As World War 2 had started to unfold.
He joined the Duke of Wellington's platoon
And rose to rank of Captain pretty soon.
In

My 100th Birthday

On my 100th birthday I will glad to see
A blow torch of candles so very hot it will be
And I can tout in such a sincerest way
I have no enemies on this special day

For they have all passed from this mortal coil
As the years go by I have outlasted them in this greatest toil
To now

Happy 100th Birthday, Joyce

I do not know you well, Joyce
     But I know your poetry
          And your character and kindness
               Are there for all to see

Your words are crafted carefully
 

Happy 100th Birthday Joyce

Well, what can I say to help you celebrate such a momentous day!
I would like to speak about the things I know best about you Joyce,
That would be your gracious gift of splendorous poetry you share.
I ordered your poetry book 'Lifetime Memories in Verse' a delight!
Your poem 'The perfect Age' sums up 'loving the age

Happy 100th Birthday Sweet Joyce

One angel placed upon the Spruce Christmas tree, 
“she is only a heart stop away”… that innocent girl Joycie. 
Dear lady Joyce started writing at the age of eighty, 
and so many wars and the Great Depression she did see.
Growing up on the family farm was her legacy. 

No love compares to her all her

Happy 100th Birthday - a Time To 'Re Joyce'

Poetry

Aged eighty Joyce started to write
Her poems my senses ignite
Imagery so divine
I just wish it was mine
Great poetry brings such delight

Making Fudge

Joyce really loves making fresh fudge
I wonder if I give Joyce a nudge
She will send to me
Her fudge recipe
From my kitchen I would not budge!

Tulip Parade

Without Joyce being sat in her seat
The parade would

For Joyce's 100th Birthday

Happy Birthday Darling !
Cheers to your first one hundred years.
You're loved, honored and respected
by all your poetry peers.

Hope this day is special,
just like you are to us
and if this greeting makes you smile.
for me, that would be a plus.

You are a joy and a wonder,
someone to emulate and uphold
and I feel so very blessed to

Happy 100th Birthday- Joyce

A birthday is a special marker 
   inside your volume, "Book of Life." 
      Between the markers lay the pages 
of each year's happiness and strife.

And, like a story, life progresses 
   unfolding gently page by page, 
      the character and

Geri's 100th

I wake as usual today and had my herbal tea when I remember today is  my birthday.  Oh my goodness, am I really 100?  How did this happen?

I awake
to a dawn 
older than I 

Since turning 90, I pinch myself every morning to be sure I am still here.  Yet I forgot this morning of all mornings! All my

The 100th Day Obsession

100 days to that day
The stars clapped
When the cap with your lip print
Landed in my hand, so perfectly and clear,
The print of your lips I could almost trace
So I cut to the chase, while my heart race
To the denial that I’ve got feelings for the lace
That follows your essence as you move past me.

Clearly you

Horse Racing 100th Poem

Have you been to a race with a horse?
There are many who like them, of course.
Who wins?  We don’t know.
We can win, place, or show.
Any nearby racetrack is the source.

My 100th Poem

My 100th Poem
by Rick Rucker

This is my 100th poem, 
Enough to fill a (little) tome!

Yes, I know there is no such thing,
But writing these, to my Heart, does bring

A way to tell of all my Dreams,
Filling paper by the reams!

I've enjoyed them, every one,
Simply can't believe the Fun!

They also help me grieve,
Better than I could

100th Poem

My 100th Poem on Poetry Soup!
I joined this wonderful community 
with only a handful of poems to offer to this amazing group,
and just look at me now. 100 poems on Poetry Soup.
It most probably wouldn't have never ever happened
without the constant support and inspiration from each and every one of you.

Thank You

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