A Birth Day Blessing Poem

Sixteen years how they fly,

from infant to teen in the blink of an eye.

The babe I held not so long ago,

has continued to grow and grow and grow.

From a mere twenty inches to six feet tall,

he reminds me of a mosaic wall.

A smidge of me here, a splash of dad there,

a dash of the ancestors sprinkled in for the flair.

In the swirl of stardust he took form,

and agreed on earth he’d transform.

He graced the world with his light,

born that memorable January fifteenth night.