Yeah Happy Birthday to ya !
64 eh ? well, if that avatar pic aint too old , you dont look a day over 55.
Sorry this is a belated Happy Birthday
But to make up for that,, heres a little Irish poem, from
The Gael, sept 1904, p312. new York.. Im copying it out of a book called"A Treasury of Irish Folklore" By "Padraic Colum"
Here goes
My Pipe of Irish Clay
When I wish to solve those problems, which perplex the wisest men,
and deduce abtruse conclusions, that transcend all human ken:
When I wish to know the secrets which the pyramids infold,
Or to understand the statecraft of Rameses Great of old,
I just sit here quiet and easy, and all things seem clear as day,
When I see the smoke a-curling from my pipe of Irish clay.
But more dear to me than problems, or the Pharaohs and theyre kind,
Are the pictures which I then see of the land I left behind:
All the old haunts, and the dear friends, all the things I used to do,
The hopes and dreams of boyhood days, they all pass me in review:
Sure I'm thinkin I'm there again , and beside sweet Dublin Bay,
When I see the smoke a-curling from my pipe of Irish clay.
I'm climbing up the hill of Howth, or I'm boating in the bay,
I'm strolling by the Liffeys banks , or I'm bathing down at Bray:
I'm basking in the Phoenix Park, while the birds msing merrily.
The fresh winds waft the atmosphere of the mountains and the sea,
Or p'raps I'm on the Lucan road, eating berries large and ripe,
When I send the smoke a-curling, from my soft clay Dublin Pipe.
Well, I dont know if your Irish at all, but I figured you dont have to be Irish, to get the point..
Happy Birthday Lipipe