Treasure Island

Kristen Otto

(Fredericton NB)

Birthday Boy


Today is your day to shine
It's your birthday
Yet another year older
Hopefully you're more wiser

You may try to make yourself older, sooner then you should
But I know soon as the years slowly pass on by
You will wish to be younger not older

So I am here to tell you
Not to make yourself older
For today is your birthday
Not yesterday
And also not New Years

Today will be the one day you can say
'I am a year older today'
So enjoy being a boy before a man
Becasue there is no going back
Today might be the end.

Happy Birthday Babe!

Submitted: Monday, July 17, 2006
Edited: Tuesday, August 17, 2010

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