A Birthday Poem

In honor of Sean's birthday today I wrote a poem for him. But you get to enjoy (a relative term,) it too since I share the good, bad, ugly, and bad poetry with you.

For Sean on his birthday

There's no one like you, babe

I know this to be true

You're different from me in many ways

and yet we're similar too.

I love the way you make me laugh

and the way you love our kids

The way you say, "I love you,"

and your knack for finding tupperware lids

You can find anything in the house

whether you put it there or not,

and you can fix anything, you handyman

hitting nails right on the dot.

I catch you reading sometimes

even though you say you don't

Either photography magazines or your Bible,

and by that you're teaching me a lot.

When I complain that things are hard

you always say, "but give it time...

They're growing, they're learning, and changing

it's really flying by."

Your perspective is so very welcome

even when it makes me mad

I hate that you can be so patient

in the midst of something bad.

You're a great shot (expert marksman!)

Love to hunt dove and deer,

though before this past September

you hadn't been in 4 years.

You sacrifice things for us

and try to always put us first

There's a million reasons to love you

but sharing the main one is a must.

When you smile at me from across a room

or take me by the hand

There's a stillness in my heart

that may be hard to understand.

Whatever worry or pain I've felt

and even the meanness of this world

Can't compete with how you love me,

so I'm a happy girl.

Happy Birthday babe. I love you. We love you. Call us soon because the kids have been practicing singing, "Happy Birthday" all morning and it's wearing me down.

Okay bye.