September Birthdays – A Poem

September Birthdays
By R.S. McDonald
“It’s Labor Day!” You’re mother pronounced,
“Pack your bags, I want this child out!”
She had labored through summer, enduring the heat,
And now her reward – her child to meet!
A September birthday is great, it’s true,
With B-B-Q’s, corn-hole and picnics too!
A state fair might be your ticket for fun,
With carnival rides and every food under the sun!
But school’s back now and in full swing,
You get a class party and classmates to sing.
 If your German, September’s the best,
for this is the month of Oktoberfest!
So bring on the polka, brats and beer,
And for hot apple strudel we give a loud cheer!
And if it’s your birthday even by chance,
We’ll make you do the chicken dance!
If your a farmer, its time to reap,
The wheat and barley and corn to keep.
The season is changing: a chill is in the air,
The fall flowers are blooming with fresh color and flair.
Southern migration September brings,
With hummingbirds and butterflies to Mexico wing.
We love fall with all its gain,
But brace yourselves for the hurricanes!
Dorian and Ivan have pounded our shores,
But we hunkered down and rebuild once more.
For the change of season can be explosive,
With violent storms on land or in the ocean.
But we count our blessings overall,
Because now it’s time for American football!
Whether you like college or pro, just pick your team, it’s time to go!
And high school games on a Friday night, bring out the fans to cheer on the fight! The cheerleaders jump and flip and leap, while the band keeps step to the drummer’s beat.
So happy birthday to you born in the first month of fall!
We’ll polka with you and raise our mugs tall.
We’ll sing your song both loud and hardy, while we eat buffalo wings at the tailgate party! Football and fans are fun it’s true, but nothing is better than celebrating you!
Happy Birthday!

November Birthdays

November Birthdays
By R.S. McDonald
A Valentine’s night, put rockets in flight,
for your parents so long ago.
It’s hard to remember, but now it’s November,
And now their faces are all aglow!
Pulled from the womb by a doctor’s cold grasp,
You entered this world with a startled gasp!
That chill air hit your skin, and you seriously wanted to go back again!
 As a November child, it’s autumn all told,
surrounded by oranges, yellows and golds.
The leaves are falling and fill the air.
They fill the gutters, swimming pool and chairs!
They cover the lawn, garden and grates.
Then Dad smiles and hands you a rake!
You share your birthday with strong leaders of sorts,
Will Rogers who made us laugh and snort.
Daniel Boone was a hero, and Billy the Kid was the worst.
While Walter Cronkite was America’s most trusted journalist.
On 11/11 the US honors its Vets.
Who are above all, our best patriots.
What the Pilgrims started, they fight to protect,
with firm resolve and their faces set.
With thankful hearts we celebrate our freedom,
Then lose ourselves in Black Friday mayhem!
Happy Birthday to you born in November,
A month full of blessings and events to remember.
 We’ll light your candles on your cake, while we trim our turkey
and get the pies baked.
It’s a rich month overall, it’s true.
But we are much richer celebrating you!
Happy Birthday!

December Birthdays

December Birthdays
By R.S. McDonald
A March Wind blew and Spring fever brewed,
Between your parents that stormy night.
Now its December, a month to remember
How you made their season bright!
“What Child is This?” the choir sang
As you played the star role in the manger scene!
And “Oh Holy Night!” were not the words I fear,
That your mother uttered as you screamed 3am tears!
 As a Christmas child you are surrounded by cheer,
As winter activities kick into high gear.
You might build a snowman to celebrate your date,
Or race your friends across a frozen lake!
A slumber party might be your thing, with hot chili, pillow fights
And ghost story themes.
December birthdays run on imagination, you see,
With Jane Asten, Beethoven and even Walt Disney!
They lived to create, they wanted something more,
Inspired this month by a Child adored.
The closer your birthday is to Christmas, it’s true,
The more your gifts are wrapped in tinsel and tissue!
A December child LOVES a birthday cake, with birthday paper,
And birthday plates!
No elf on a shelf or Hanukkah dreidel.
Only birthday gifts on the birthday table!
So happy birthday to you born in month number twelve,
We’ll toast our egg nog and toss up our elves,!
To celebrate you the last but not least,
To finish our year in joy, and happy birthday peace!
Happy Birthday!