You've reached your 60th birthday, Bill
To the year, the day, the hour
You've been a lifelong country boy
Along with Lily, your flower
And Robin...that's the name of a bird
And Dawn...that says it all
As for Mark...that's the mud on your coat
After a hill walking fall
Or was Mark named after the Thatcher boy
Who could get lost even in town
Well, let's face it Bill, you've been known
To have your compass upside down
Out walking with your camera
To record whatever you see
Why this country boy has even researched
The Armworth family tree
You've seen all the country views
You've had a look, a sight, a decko
And not to ignore the sound of the hills
You're working on the Echo
It's amazing with all that walking
You're still not over the hill
This comes with love from Maureen
HAPPY 60th, BILL