Today is a very special day for some very awesome people. Today is my Grandddpa's birthday and today is also Taylor's birthday. In honor of the special day, I wrote Taylor a poem:
Ode To Taylor
On The Occasion Of Her 19th Birthday: September 12, 2006
Oh Taylor
It is your birthday
It is not your firthday
Let us think back to the days of old,
Before a great bear was hung,
Before you broke the mold,
Before the sound of the recorder rung.
You were Taylor,
The girl with the curly hair,
Who lived through the bathroom.
I came to find that you are rare,
And that you made my life bloom.
Now my life will never be the same,
You are beautiful, lovely, and so sweet.
I would never classify you as lame,
How happy I am that you I did meet.
I love the way you get so excited about everything,
and how you don’t care what people think.
I love that you love to be silly and sing,
and even when you tell me that there are boogers in the sink.
Every day with you is so special and fun,
never boring, dull, or mundane.
From farts to calling shotgun,
you always keep me sane.
If I had a lot of money,
I would buy you lots of peanut chocolate chip muffins, I Love Lucy, and many designer bags.
But since I am poor I will just have to be funny,
and say that I love you like a beggar loves rags.
Don’t ever stop with your Taylorisms,
they make me smile and they are so you.
What the heck rhymes with isms?
oh well I guess that will have to do.
So it is your birthday,
Today is YOUR day!
Let’s have a ball, let’s shock them all.
Put on your dancing shoes,
Any obligations you should lose.
Cause it’s time to celebrate!