Happy Birthday Dad!!!

THE APPLE DOESN'T FALL FAR FROM THE TREE

To my dear old Papa
On your fifty-third
I'd like to write a poem
One you haven't heard

I take after you
In honoring those I love
I write poems that are so good
You'd think they came from above

I know how it sounds
Like arrogance from me
To say my poems
Are almost heavenly

But I give credit
Where credit is due
Because the way that I write
I learned from you

Each and every year
When January rolls around
A new candle on your cake
Can always be found

I take wise words
From a man named McCrae
I know advice from him
Would aptly make your day

These words to you
May seem somewhat basic
But "The older the violin
The sweeter the music"
(it's hard to rhyme with music)

So here's a post on my blog
Solely for you
Wishing you Happy Happy Birthday
On January Twenty-Two

And if you get down
When you start to feel the toll
Of years gone by
And you realize you're getting old

Just reflect back to the days
When you were young and pretty
When the ***** wouldn't leave you alone
And your daughter wasn't so witty