By Grandma Baadsgaard
Happy birthday my sweet Daniel
Sometimes when you’re
four
Life can be a bore
So you stand on your head
Before you make your bed
Then it’s time to jump
With elbows for a pump
Cause you don’t like to
wait
For any important date
No more frowning faces
For you are going places
You don’t like to walk
When exploring your home block
You just have to run
To soak in all the fun
If a plane appears in the
sky
You have to stop and
yell, “Hi!”
If you see a truck
You know you are in luck
When you feel the beat
You stomp your foot and
leap
When you see the cat
You throw treats at her
mat
You eat chips and rice
And cheese just like a
mouse
If you have a boo-boo
Only Dan can kiss you
But when it’s time for
sleep
Mom will take a peek
And kiss your little head
Before you get out of bed
And explore for one more
day
Of four-year-old fun and
play.
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