A dear friend told me last night she wanted to read a happy poem and I didn't have one at the time so I hope she doesn't mind it a little late. For inspiration I read, Oh the places you go and The things you can think I suppose it is a bit of a childrens poem.

The Birthday Poem


The day starting bright
With sun shiny rays
So you ask mom and dad
“What should I do today?”

Mom says to you
“Go clean your room”
Daddy just smiles and says
“Sweep with the broom”

Though not on you’re “A” list
The clean cleaning of rooms
And not even your “B” list
The sweep sweeping of brooms

You grab up a toy
You make up your bed
You grab up the broom
You sweep out the shed

So you finish your chores
Being happy not sad
That once again you approach
Mom and Dad

You say Mom Mommy
“What for now should I do?”
You say Dad Daddy
“I’m done with the broom too.”

Mom looks at dad,
Daddy to Mommy
They smile and say,
“Why not find Tommy.”

So out the door you head
With a splash
Because you live on a boat
And forgot to the last

You swim to the boat
The one three boats down
And yell out to Tommy
“Come out before I drown”

Tommy comes out
Still in clothes bed
You look at ol’ Tom and say
“You hear what I said?”

Tommy looks at you swimming
He opens his mouth
His Yarning sow loud
His breathe like dead mouse,

So without a word
You head back to your boat
And while on the way
You stop for a float

You don’t quite rush home
You float on the floater
You wave and say
Good day to the boaters

And when you go home
The sun is quite setting
So late in fact
You start some fretting

And you crawl up on your boat
Say hi to Mom mommy
Dad daddy stands there
And also stands Tommy

Happy Birthday they say
Tommy’s breathe not so bad
Did you have a good birthday?
So did you, Young Lad?

God Bless
justin

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