Today, my youngest turns six years old. That means that today is the day for this poem.
Now We Are Six--by A.A. Milne
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
When I was Three,
I was hardly me.
When I was Four,
I was not much more.
When I was Five,
I was just alive.
But now I am Six,
I'm as clever as clever.
So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.
Happy birthday to my girl.
6 comments:
Happy, Happy Birthday, Poppy! Mary in MN
What a fun poem, and so very true. Happz birthday all the way from Switzerland Poppy!
Kristin, this little poem reminds me of one that Mike Rowe wrote (and read-look it up on YouTube or ?) for his dad last year, called "Nothing Rhymes with Ninety". Sweet post.
Happy birthday Poppy!
6 already, wowee, I did notice in pictures she is getting long, but 6 already. Happy Belated Birthday child.
Happy Belated Birthday, Poppy!
Linda
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