Dylan the Gr8

Eight is great
Don’t hesitate
To fly or skate
Towards your fate
Don’t hate
To wait
Or stay up late
For a special date
What you create
And contemplate
With love innate
You celebrate
There’s no debate
Now nine anticipate!


  1. Happy Birthday, Dylan! Sweet poem for an eight year old.

  2. You could probably add a few lines and sing it to the tune of It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding).

    Just a suggestion!

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