Poem by Grandpa:
Today you leave another year
So now you are no longer six.
Will you wear your karate gear
And practice doing kicks?
If you do, please watch your rear
Because it’s hard to fix.
In any case we want to send
This Happy Birthday Cheer.
Love ya, Taylor!!
Poem by Grandma:
It will be absolute heaven
When our grandson who’s seven
Comes to visit us on our yacht.
We won’t be zip-lining
Or be mountain climbing.
But will we have fun? – Yes! A lot!
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Happy Happy 7th Birthday, Great Tate! |
