Some roses are red,
Some tulips are magenta,
We hardly can believe
Four years ago we met ya.
Most grass is green,
Diamonds and ice are rocks,
We hope you enjoy your books,
new clothes and socks.
Nighttime sky is black,
The ocean (I guess) is teal,
How lucky we are
To have you is so unreal.
The sun appears yellow,
Boogers are chartreuse,
If you were a ******,
We'd always pick you!
Had this idea to write a poem for my daughter who is turning four years old, incorporating some Dad humor.
