Fire, Fire touch him not
He will bust you when he grows up
Turning he may be just a year old
But already firm and bold.
A little cute thing he looks
Happy with the fire cap on
All ready to take on the task
As the Chief of of the firemen.
Baby, little baby,
May the force be with you always
And turn this first year be the guiding star
For the life ahead.
Singing for you are the muses of the world
Thank you sister for that lovely gift
Not now but when you grow old
Hugging her in a strong arms hold.
Baby, little baby
Happy Happy Birthday
Grow up, be a hero
And bravely save the day.
A contest entry
- WILLIAM IS TURNING ONE by HaleighGrace.
300 points, ended April 19, 2008, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i bet the little ones already done some line work ..
great great great! keep em commin
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this is a lovely little poem for a little fireman! I can almost picture him in his hat and the wishes of his proud parents for him one day. Well done!
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thankyou for your great entry and GL in my contest.
HALEIGH
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