Big Bro B-day

Today is my older brother Jim’s birthday.

We shared a bedroom the first 13 years of my life, he’s put up with my foibles and quirks with good humor for more than 50 years, he has stayed skinny and black-haired even as the years have weighed heavily on the rest of us, and he now lives an easy-going and comfortable partially retired lifestyle.

In honor of this birthday, I labored hard to compose this brief ditty, to be sung to the tune of Frere Jacques:

Happy Birthday,

Happy Birthday,

Brother Jim,

Brother Jim,

You are 55 now,

You are 55 now,

You don’t look it,

You don’t look it.

Happy Birthday!