Happy 6th Birthday, Thomas
My first precious grandson,
Our little Thomas boy.
How our hearts burst with love
And our lives filled with joy.
How could anyone resist
Those curly locks of hair,
A soft, pure gold that framed
A face so sweet and fair.
Now those curls are cropped
To fit an older guy,
One who's now in school,
Oh, the years so swift go by.
His eyes are like sapphires,
Such a handsome shade of blue.
He's missing one baby tooth
And soon it will be two.
He's an ace on his bike
And knows how to take a curve,
He loves to go repelling,
Our Thomas has some nerve!
Transformers and Hot Wheels,
And action video games;
Muscle cars and hot rods,
He can tell you all their names.
Nails, snails, puppy dog tails,
Any rough and rowdy toy,
Yet, so loving and affectionate,
That's our Thomas boy.
Happy Birthday, Thomas, from Memaw. I love you.
13 comments:
finally! i've been looking all morning! not really, just since 7:55.
Happy birthday Thomas, I love you. You are such a great buddy to my little man.
beautiful poem mom. I can't wait for Baylees on August 27, as she will tell you.
What makes you think Baylee is getting one? Do you see a pattern here?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY THOMAS......Your memaw wrote such an accurate poem for you, especially when she found out she had her first grandson.
That really is a beautiful poem Peggy. CAN'T WAIT TO HEAR BAYLEE'S.
Saw your pictures Randee, do these kids ever take a bad one??? Even crying, they are the sweetest!!
Happy Birthday Thomas!!!!
Great poem sissy.
Can't wait to read Baylee's poem. Do YOU see a pattern here:)
Another wonderful poem--so personal for each grandchild!
Happy birthday, Thomas, from your faraway Aunt Angela.
Love you!
Happy Birthday Thomas! You are one handsome boy! Do you start 1st grade this year? I bet you'll have all the girls after you!...from your Uncle Clayton's sister.
That was a sweet poem Peggy....sounds like you better start on Baylee's.
Feel the pressure yet Sissy?
Yes, I feel the pressure. I just hope Baylee's poem is worth the wait.
Thomas had me read his poem to him again.
Baylee's poem better not start off with roses are red, violets are blue.
LOL! That's a good start, Dee!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Baylee's turning three,
Happy birthday to you.
Sissy, that sounds like a poem I'd write.
I couldn't even get that far on a poem.
aw great poem memaw! Thats my boy! HAPPY BIRTHDAY I LOVE YOU TOMMY!
-cANDICE
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