A Birthday Poem

A birthday poem courtesy of my mom…

Twenty-nine has come so soon
you still have stuff left in your room

At fifty-nine inches you’re just complete
right down to your size six feet

In a VW Beetle with your foot to the pedal
you’ve criss crossed this country and you should get a gold medal

For each adventure you were gung ho
North Palm, Miami, Las Vegas, Ohio

“The Facebook & YouTube expert” traveled incognito
Here’s hoping you landed in Columbus and not Toledo

I am sure the job will monopolize
Calls home will be few don’t apologize

Be sure to send us your press release
Looking forward to Christmas when our joy will increase

A big birthday and fancy job in the same year
I’m so proud of you, should I tear or cheer?

Love, Mom

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