If you’re having a birthday,
You’re lucky if you
Have a Brett in your life
Who will know what to do.
He will greet you with music
Right when you arrive
And so many balloons
You’ll forget the long drive.
A slideshow of mem’ries
Will play on a loop,
As will songs by your favorite
Singer or group.
A birthday tiara
And pin will appear
With some sparkly leis
To create festive cheer.
Brett will barbecue sausage
And burgers with cheese
And his mom will add so many
Fixin’s to please.
Of course, there’ll be presents –
Too many to name
And a beautiful cake.
(If you miss it, a shame!)
The Brett in our lives
Met our daughter at camp
And for 25 years
He’s come through like a champ.
We are grateful to know him,
So glad that they met.
Wish that you had a Brett
In your life, too, I’d bet!
three teen witches skipped into our little hamlet
Trying to catch them were my cousins Brett and Chet
The witches disappeared before their faces I guess
They spoke of it for years, said my cousin, Tess.
Did you see them too? I asked Tess, hopefully.
I was across the square, you can’t swear by me.
How did they know they were witches? I asked her.
Pointed hats, broomsticks, and they could disappear.
Brett threw himself a party
Since he hit the big 4-0
And there never was a question if
We would or wouldn’t go.
He planned it with his mother’s help
And catered in the food,
With jars of flowers on the tables
For a festive mood.
A slide show played with photos
Showing years of happy pics
As the guests all met and mingled,
Quite a varied friendly mix.
Several people took the stage to speak
And what stood out to me
Was what every tribute mentioned,
Not just generosity,
But the many ways that Brett has shown
To family and friends,
So much caring and affection,
Which, once started, never ends.
The party was delightful
And all gathered there for Brett
Surely’d join me in the hope this was
His favorite birthday yet.
(Brett, like my daughter, his girlfriend,
has “special needs.”)
My daughter met her boyfriend
At a camp for “special needs.”
Their story started years ago
And this is where it leads –
To her birthday celebration,
Which was perfect, yesterday,
Near at and that boyfriend’s home,
A distance two-plus hours away.
We met early at a diner
For a yummy breakfast meal;
Next came bowling and some mini-golf,
Which both have much appeal.
And the day kept getting better,
For the boyfriend had prepared
The most festive birthday venue,
Showing just how much he cared.
In his yard there were balloons and signs
And music for the mood,
Plus a slide show of their years together
And some special food.
With his chef’s hat and his apron,
Brett cooked burgers on the grill
And his mom provided sides and drinks
Of which we had our fill.
There were candles on a lovely cake
And presents to unwrap,
Plus, we got to hang with Leo
And meet Ezra (‘fore her nap).
As we all sang “Happy Birthday” –
Brett, his bro-in-law and sis
And his mom and niece and nephew,
Me & Mel, I thought of this –
That each one of us, in different ways,
Has “special needs” and yet,
With resolve and love, the day can be
As good as it can get.
There’s something to be said
for the local practitioner
Whose phone is not answered
by an East Asian call center
It’s nice knowing what you hear
is what you get
Unlike when Abhimanyu says
‘Hi. My name's Brett.’
Everybody wants to be champion
Everybody got a plan
Everything's signifacent
Peoplez, my people!
Take your assignment
and task!
Get in line and do what's
asked of you.
Sh$t I have been doing that
This way since they let me
In here.
Hungry people, needs to eat!
And prices only fluctuate upwards.
Looked at Bizzy
He ain't got time for me.
Looked at dizzy, but he's under ah
Spell!
What ya'll talking bout?
Why me?
Papers and Promises!
Cheap talk, switch your
Candyass up outta here!
Get the prestige like
Ole Lou,
The belt like Brett.
Defend like Hogan.
The women like Flair!
When Sammartino
And Hansen
Gets me
Nick, your Bockwinkels due
Simmons and Bradshaw
Stonecold now what new.
I remember Dusty
The long blood we share
Bobo didn't take the strap
Ya'll act like we weren't
There.
Fluctuations, neocations
Man just get it done.
Work ain't hard
If you know what you're doing
Contract please!
Let's get it on !
Everybody wants to be champion
Everybody got a plan
Everything's signifacent
Peoplez, my people!
Take your assignment
and task!
Get in line and do what's
asked of you.
Sh$t I have been doing that
This way since they let me
In here.
Hungry people, needs to eat!
And prices only fluctuate upwards.
Looked at Bizzy
He ain't got time for me.
Looked at dizzy, but he's under ah
Spell!
What ya'll talking bout?
Why me?
Papers and Promises!
Cheap talk, switch your
Candyass up outta here!
Get the prestige like
Ole Lou,
The belt like Brett.
Defend like Hogan.
The women like Flair!
When Sammartino
And Hansen
Gets me
Nick, your Bockwinkels due
Simmons and Bradshaw
Stonecold now what new.
I remember Dusty
The long blood we share
Bobo didn't take the strap
Ya'll act like we weren't
There.
Fluctuations, neocations
Man just get it done.
Work ain't hard
If you know what you're doing
Contract please!
Let's get it on !
“After one-hundred, which number comes next?”
inquired Ms. Colvin as she studied her text.
All of us kids raised our hands high,
then Ms. Colvin picked Brett, this one dumb guy.
“Two-hundred,” he said with complete confidence.
“Geez,” I thought, “he sure is dense.”
So I sat up straight
and I felt really great
’cause the answer, I knew,
was one-hundred and two.
There lived an old man named Brett
Doctor’s delight and hospital’s pet
He got finally convinced
It’s better to be deceased
Than be in medicine’s throttling net!
Today’s Briana’s birthday
So we celebrated large.
Her boyfriend and his mother,
For this epic day, took charge.
We hadn’t met in person
For some fifteen months or more
Since Covid, helped by distance,
Came around and slammed the door.
We drove for two plus hours
For a meal in their back yard
And this is what was waiting:
Pink balloons, some clothes, a card…
An Elvis photo in a frame,
A CD and two mugs,
A necklace with a heart, tiaras
And some heartfelt hugs.
Brett grilled some yummy burgers
While his mom provided sides.
There was music and a birthday cake
And so much love besides.
What a wonderful reunion
And a way to celebrate
Both a birthday and a taste of
Future meetings that await.
*Briana is my daughter. She and Brett met
at a special needs camp over 20 years ago.
Chapters by Brett Young and Gavin DeGraw
Hell of a View by Eric Church
All of Me by John Legend
Rise up by Andra Day
Let’s Do it Again by J boog
On Tonight by Chase Rice
Timeless by Dallas Smith
The sound of a million dreams by David Nail
Everywhere by Chase Rice
Messy twins Brett and Rhett
Having fun playing with mud
Squatting and crawling
Diving and falling
In ooey gooey mud
Brett is sitting facing Rhett
Rhett spatters some muck
On Brett's left cheek
Brett spatters more muck
On Rhett's right cheek
Head to toe dipped in slush
Brett and Rhett laughing with glee
Playing with the sludge
Squelching and squishing
Sloshing and splashing
The sticky slimy mud
Date: 04/19/2021
Submitted for: Nursery Rhyme 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Cousin and I
My cousin and I couldn't sing
Thought we might just ring, ring
then along came Brett
we both got him wet
now we're running home for wings.
Afternoon Silence
By WinkofHeart (a.k.a. Brett Somers)
Whisper of the wind outside
Whisper of the wind within
A pause on Mother clock
To breathe it all in
Steady chirps beyond my window
The busyness has dimmed
Crests of light cross louvered shutters
Letting light into my heart
This moment
Allowing it to be
Fully awakening
Calm, assurance
Yes, yes, this is living
I sent my poem to Supreme Court judge in the US, Neil Gorsuch
He was clear about his personal opinions
"WooW, a first class poem ~ a top winner poem"
Should I trust him, a friend of Donald Trump
I called the Supreme Court judge in the US, Brett Kavanaugh
(I read my poem to him)
"Now, what do you think ... is this a winning poem" ? ... I asked
Brett Kavanaugh replied,"I drank some beer last night and got black out
... harassment, this poem is just crap ... you will get an N / A "
07.03.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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