I remember my parents' record collection.
Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass.
This or that city's philharmonic orchestra.
I remember my first albums...Beatles,
Elton John, Oklahoma, My Fair Lady
and each and every Barbra Streisand.
Let's not forget Simon and Garfunkel,
Jesus Christ Superstar...A Chorus Line...
I've survived the transition from albums
to cassettes, owned a boom box,
bought Cd's and "wore" a Walkman.
Now, on the eve of my
fifty-second birthday, I'm proud to say
I own a brand spankin' new
iPod nano. Join with my generous
family in welcoming me to the
21st century! And celebrate with me
as they help me turn her
into the soundtrack of my life.