It snowed on a Sunday on the third week in January on the Alabama ground
It was as special and unique
as you as the snowflakes falling around
Looking forward to snow
around the eighteenth reminds me of you
It is something that only the
God of all creation can do
Snowflakes, babies, and new
days are His special gifts He gives
Each only lasts for a short
time the longer each of us lives
Snowflakes last a few days,
babies for a few months, and new days a day
That is what makes the extraordinary
and exceptional come our way
The snow on your first
birthday was one a magnificent moment in our time
Followed by other birthday
snows your sixth and sixteenth are memories of mine
Your sixteenth was a trip to
eat Chinese in a blizzard was fun when we returned home
Stranded in the deep ice and
snow we feared as the car slide and started to roam
Each time the snow falls, I
think of how wonderfully and uniquely created you are
My son I pray that your
birthday gives you all you want and desire
The snow is gone for your birthday and you are far away in Texas somewhere
I miss you and long to be
with you to watch the snow flying in the air
Andy’s 46th
Birthday poem – bobby e. hopper, January 18, 2022
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