Eight

“The best thing to hold onto in life is each other” -AUDREY HEPBURN

Eight is bikes, and bats, and balls

It’s running and skipping down classroom halls

Eight brings changes, like size two feet

A well-loved room that never looks neat

It’s Nerf guns and Legos galore

And begging to buy something at the nearest toy store

It’s snuggling with dad to watch the game

And day-dreaming of big league fame

It’s tucking you in with stuffed animals galore

While wistfully knowing they’ll soon be no more

It’s whiffle ball and time up in Maine

And family trips by car or by plane

Hugs and kisses each morning for minutes on end

Or waving goodbye as the bus rounds the bend

It’s reading long books alone and out loud

Or working on drawing, of which you are proud

It’s going to camp for your first time away

Or having an old friend over to play

Time at the playground still can’t be beat

Or going to Gil’s to pick out a treat

Eight will bring new memories: much joy and some tears

Oh how in the future I’ll long for these years…

Wishing you the happiest of birthdays Tom!  February 7th will always be a great day.