First Birthday Party

I thank you, Mother Nature,
For you kept the rain at bay
So all the kids were in the yard
For Henry’s party day.

Though clouds looked ready to unload
And skies were steely gray,
The swing set, balls and horseshoe set
Kept everyone at play.

Balloons gave things a festive air
And pizza came our way,
So everyone was happy,
Grins and laughter on display.

The cake was smushed, the candle blown,
Some tears appeared, but hey – 
The rain held off and all had fun
On Henry’s party day.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Mcleod Avatar
September 30, 2014 at 7:33 PM
I liked this. Simple and well written.
Johnson Avatar
September 17, 2014 at 7:01 AM
I still have a picture of my nephew on my wall with a face full of 1st birthday cake. Could feel the love in this poem ilene. Peace. :)
Trifiatis Avatar
September 14, 2014 at 4:23 PM
Even nature collaborated for Henry to have a wonderful birthday! It seems that he is a great kid but this no one seems to doubt when he so lucky is to have you as grandmother! Enjoyable, dear Ilene!
Dietrich Avatar
September 14, 2014 at 1:51 AM
really cute one!! I just love how well metered all your poems are.
Duggan Avatar
September 13, 2014 at 7:58 PM
Ilene what a lovely poem you have written here for your grandson, sounds very much like the parties our grandchildren used to have, they are all too old now to have parties in fact we don't even see them now as our youngest is five and oldest is 18, I am sure Henry will enjoy many more, take care my friend...........Vera........
Allison Avatar
September 13, 2014 at 7:26 PM
Simply charming Ilene I hope he had a wonderful day:-) Hugs Janxxx
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