Jerry Brotherton Poet Rhyme

When I Grow Up

I’m going to be a fireman
I’m going to be a cop
I’m going to be a soldier
I’m going to own a candy shop

I’m going to be the president
I’m going to be the first one on Mars
I’m going to be a doctor
I’m going to race cars

I’m going to be a welder
I’m going to play football
I’m going to be a designer
I’m going to work at the mall

I’m going to be a singer
I’m going to be a dancer
I’m going to write poetry
I’m going to find the cure for cancer

My dear granddaughter you know you can
be any of these wonderful things
But you must get dressed and go to school
then we will see what your future brings

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Kim Merryman August 10, 2023 at 5:14 PM A delightful poem, Jerry! Didn't expect the ending but it was perfect! Blessings, Kim M Jerry Brotherton August 11, 2023 at 1:16 PM I appreciate it, my friend.

Ilene Bauer August 8, 2023 at 12:56 PM just adorable, jerry! Jerry Brotherton August 9, 2023 at 8:48 AM Thank you, my friend.

Heidi Sands August 8, 2023 at 7:21 AM This is cute Jerry. Well done :) Jerry Brotherton August 8, 2023 at 9:58 AM Thank you, Heidi. have a great day.