My baby boy!
You’re such a joy
You’re so playful
And so joyful
Love your giggle
Way you wiggle
Sleep in my arms
You’re safe from harm
Don’t dare worry
Don’t you hurry
Take all your time
Sweet son of mine
Let me hold you
Don’t dare be blue
I’m always here
My precious dear
I love you son
Now go and run
Don’t stop until you’ve won!
11 today, I love her so much
There’s none like you
None that fill your shoes
My daughter, my little girl
Living life in a whirl
A flower ever blooming
A song ever booming
A gem in dull stone
Already so much you’ve grown
Ever becoming brighter
With the spirit of a fighter
No one and no thing
Will ever keep you from being
My beloved little girl
What have you packed my precious son?
This journey will be a long one
While I don’t want to let you go
Begin it now before the snow
Summer grows near with weather warm
Though yet will come some lightning storms
You’re growing stronger every day
And you must soon be on your way
The road, it winds through many trees
Which sing their songs in the morning breeze
Listen to them, hear their stories
Tales of heroes and their glories
Beware the hidden highwaymen
For they seek your premature end
Also the siren with her song
Fortify your resolve, stay strong
Attach your sheath it’s sharpened sword
Ensure your compass points true North
Rest if you must along the way
Never too long in one place stay
Destiny awaits in the end
You hold the power in your hand
One more embrace and one more kiss
It’s time, your childhood I will miss
My dear sweet son
So much fun
Life has only just begun
Beautiful smile
Wit and guile
I love you so, handsome child
Fantastic friend
A godsend
I’ll be your guide till the end
If you waver
Or labor
You’ll never lose my favor
I’ll cherish you
Through and through
Till night comes with evening dew
Happy Birthday to me!
It’s about as bad as it can be
A little older
A little balder
A little rounder
A little softer
Supposed to grow wiser
But I’m only more aware.
Of all the damage done
And how life is so unfair.
I have yet to find a partner
Who will love me as I am.
But I’m not sure I’m capable
Of being a different man.
So I plod along believing
That I’m a pretty good guy.
But others seem to think
That’s a big fat ugly lie.
Thirty-eight years it’s been
And yet I’m still so lost.
I’ve tried to forge my own way
But it seems a tremendous cost.
I feel that somehow I’m alone
Though many are around me.
Because I’ve endured great pain
And I don’t feel I can be free.
From those who take advantage
Of a person with many scars.
They come to me with smiles,
Just to swallow me in their dark.
Another birthday, another year.
Another disappointment, another tear.
Happy Birthday to me.
I’m as low as I can be.
Sawyer
Happy
Joyful
Smiling
Little
Boy
Creative
Busy
Playing
With a
Toy
Laughing
Singing
Making
Pleasing
Noise
Grinning
Hugging
My heart
Filled with
Joy
Don’t stop!
You’re on your way
Growing more every day
Learning lessons as you go
The more you live the more you know
Don’t stop!
Even when things seem tough
I’ll be here when life is rough
Stand your ground, plant your feet
There’s no challenge you can’t meet
Don’t stop!
You’re already winning
And this is only just beginning
The world is yours for taking
It’s your destiny you’re making
Don’t stop!
On life’s great adventure
For I am completely sure
That if you’re true to you
There’s nothing you can’t do
Happy Birthday Madelyn!
I love you!
The Sureshot 