A birthday poem

January 19, 2020


On Jan’ary twenty, 
nineteen sev’nty,
a baby boy was born.
Time passed, eventu’ly -
Now a half-cent’ry.
It’s his birthday morn.

Yes, this birthday fellow,
the guy who likes LEGO,
is now fifty years old.
So have a great Monday,
I hope it’s a fun day
And that conference is worth more than gold.

(The St. John school teachers are going to a conference.)

Happy 50th, Sam!

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Lauren Sommerer is a preschool teacher who likes to build prototypes, grow cats, cook things once, save money, reduce, reuse and recycle.

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One Response to “A birthday poem”

  1. Brad Said on:

    Yay! Happy Birthday, Sam!


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