The Poem

I've become somewhat of a poet, I guess. Okay, not really, but this is the poem I wrote to surprise Neil for his birthday back in October. Hope you get a kick out of it.

To Neil

Happy birthday to you, you big stud of a man!
(I sure like to tell you all that, ‘cause I can.)

To the bestest darn husband a girl’s ever had
(And not only that, but to one awesome dad):

You’re my very best friend, my teacher, my rock.
You’re a great punching bag, wrestling coach, stumbling block.

I love your work ethic, and strong dedication
To family, to scouting, to gospel education.

You’re fun to hang out with, to laugh with, to hug,
To have a great talk with, to drive with, to bug.

You know how to cheer me when I’m feeling sad;
You know how to pester me lots when I’m mad.

You’re likeable, giving, and so easy-going,
When I am so hard-headed, stubborn and boring.

Thanks for your friendship, your strength and your love,
Your example of patience I’ve seen so much of.

So, now that you’re 31, what can you say
Of your family? Your future? Your life till today?

As a husband, a scout leader, employee and son,
As a brother and neighbor, you’re THE #1.

And, of course, as a father, you know where you stand.
Even when, sometimes, things just don’t go as we planned.

You have four small children you love and adore.
What else could you want? Well, how ‘bout one more?

Rhett’s such a sweet baby, but what if, real soon,
He wasn’t the baby – by say sometime in June?

Wow! All of a sudden 31 feels real old.
But things have a reason, or so we are told.

I guess this is all part of Heavenly Father’s plan.
Happy birthday to you, you big stud of a man!

Love, Tandee