Once upon a January
On a day Familiary
A young couple birthed the firstborn son they had been waiting for.
He grew up his hair so curly
People thought he was a girly.
As a teen he was a burley surfer on the L.A. shore
Singer in a group of four
Single then, but not no more.
Went to college, did some scoping,
Found a girl (as he'd been hoping)
Didn't need no cattle roping to get her down the wedding aisle.
Got a job and had a child
Headed north into the wild
in a car with luggage piled
Mile after dusty mile
And they stayed for quite a while.
Teaching, fishing, sons and daughter
In a city made of water
happy as a playful otter raised his family in the rain.
Kids grew up, he was retired
found some land that he desired
planted trees and was inspired
his small orchard to maintain
and all his loved ones entertain.
Now we celebrate a new year
with a song and with a no-teir
cake (we're eating healthy for another week or more)
Soon enough we all with gather
on a trip to honor father
there's no person we would rather
Wish a happy birthday for
Happy day and many more!
7 comments:
Epic poetry, no less!
Wow! I'm truly touched.*
Thank you.
(* or should that be "tetched"?)
Excellent Patty! What tune do you sing it to?
Try the theme from Gilligan's Island.
It's supposed to be Poe-etic, read to the rhythm of "The Raven."
Very nicely said, Patty!!!
I am also thrilled that I picked up on the tune to which it was written... quote the raven, NEVERMORE :)
Great poem honoring a great gift from God that has blessed many lives. - Anita
Will we get another poem about the trip?
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