22nd b-day poem from grandma
This is the poem that my grandma wrote in my birthday card:
Looked at the calendar and to my dismay
Appeared there a birthday most every day.
"How did this happen?" says I to me
"That so many bbies ahppened to be?"
Counted the months back and when it was done
Discovered the secret of much holiday fun.
Thanksgiving and Christmas, seasons of joy
None months later.... comes a girl or a boy!
Whose name now is found on our birthday list
Who, if not here, would greatly be missed!
So, Happy Birthday, to you, whrever you are
Destined to be summer's "holiday" star!
We celebrate your day with party and pomp
Our wonderful gift from that holiday romp!
Looked at the calendar and to my dismay
Appeared there a birthday most every day.
"How did this happen?" says I to me
"That so many bbies ahppened to be?"
Counted the months back and when it was done
Discovered the secret of much holiday fun.
Thanksgiving and Christmas, seasons of joy
None months later.... comes a girl or a boy!
Whose name now is found on our birthday list
Who, if not here, would greatly be missed!
So, Happy Birthday, to you, whrever you are
Destined to be summer's "holiday" star!
We celebrate your day with party and pomp
Our wonderful gift from that holiday romp!