Adam's 9th Birthday by Steve Manick

It's hard to believe Adam's already nine,
He's handsome and smart-- he's grown up so fine.

He's now starting tennis, just to see if he'll hack it,
We know he'll do fine, he's at home with a racket.

The girls seem to like him, he's funny at school,
But he won't seem to notice, 'cause that's just not cool.

With electronic kits he will wire and build,
To learn about science he's certainly thrilled.

He teases his sister and gets her to scream,
Then hugs and protects her-- they're quite a good team.

We go to the mountains, so nature he'll know,
Taking photos like Ansel, and playing in the snow.

As a boy he gets wet, sometimes covered with dirt,
He dives and he tumbles, but rarely gets hurt.

With dad he is learning computers and tools,
And mom is involved with his various schools.

He loves to go bowling, the thrill of a strike,
And learning 'bout magic, and riding his bike.

His knowledge is broad and convictions are strong
If you think you know better, you're probably wrong

He's one of a kind and they've since broke the mold,
A generous boy with a heart made of gold.

We want him to know that we're proud how he's grown,
With his family and friends and a day all his own.