3 rd Birthday
Second Birthday
First Birthday
Second Birthday
First Birthday
This is one of my favorite poems and I couldn't wait until Anson was four to use it!
Time is of the Essence
(Irene Foster)
Time is of the Essence
(Irene Foster)
Now is the time to get things done...
Wade in the water,
Sit in the sun,
Squish my toes in the mud by the door
Explore the world with a boy just four.
Now is the time to study books,
Flowers, Snails, How a cloud looks.
To ponder "up," Where God sleeps nights,
Why mosquitoes take such big bites.
Later there'll be time to sew and clean
Paint the hall that soft new green,
To make new drapes, refinish the floor,
Later on...When he's not just four.
Happy Birthday little buddy! We love you!
2 comments:
Happy Birthday, Anson! I can't believe he's four already- and that is the sweetest poem!
Happy Birthday, Anson! You will love being 4, it is the best!
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