NINE TIMES NINE
Happy Birthday. I love you Isabella with all my heart.
Being nine is surely a sign
I’m growing up too fast.
Afraid my childhood won’t last.
So I won’t waste a day
For running around and play.
Being nine is surely fine
If I don’t miss a day in the sun
Fly to the moon or stay on the run
If I hear music in my heart
Or sing out like a lark
“Wow I’m nine - the world is mine!”
I’ll be a lion who roars
Or a bird who dips and soars
I’ll climb every tree
So I’m way up high to see
Turning nine is so divine
I’ll eat birthday treats and say,
“I’m royalty the whole day.”
I’ll open presents and eat cake
There’s a fine party for my sake.
When you’re nine you can’t whine
For whining is for babies -
Not for fine young ladies.
I’m old enough to say, “Sorry and please.”
I’m too old to poke or tease.
When you’re nine people say, “Toe the line.”
But I’ll have you know - I am free
Because I’ll always be me
A little older and a little bolder.
no matter how old I be.