Adam's 12th Birthday by Steve Manick

Our Adam is twelve and he's grown up so strong,
He's handsome and true, and he knows right from wrong.

A middle school year has brought changes indeed,
A safe place to learn is what all children need.

Electronic kits he assembles with pride,
He took 'part his laptop to see what's inside.

He'll speed down the street on his skateboard or bike,
And if you'll persuade him, he'll go on a hike.

He's quite a good camper but what he desires,
Is roasting marshmallows and stoking the fires.

He teases his sister, she'll tattle and scream,
But with common goals they can make quite a team.

His questions are frequent and challenge the mind,
You need to stay sharp or you'll fall far behind.

A collection of toys can be found 'cross his floor,
No carpet can be seen from his bed to his door.

A house for the cats he would build near his bed,
But Luna and Tigger sleep right at his head.

A cell phone, a laptop, he sure wants them all,
Long gone are the days of a quarter a call.

Dad loves the moments they're shopping for tools,
And mom rolls her eyes when he's bending the rules.

Frustrating it is that he wants to grow fast,
Yet wisdom will say to make each moment last.

Our love has no bounds, and we all feel so proud,
As a son and a friend he stands out in a crowd.