Daniel the Teenager
Thirteen is a significant birthday. My son became a teenager, and this is the poem I wrote for his birthday.
Daniel the Teenager
Now my boy you've reached your teens,
but I still can't make you eat your beans.
Daniel, you're a carnivore,
roast lamb, schnitzel, bring on more.
Tell one and all that you like Pi.
Why is that? I don't know why.
Three point one four one five nine,
and on it goes, line after line.
I know full well what lights your face:
Music with a funky bass.
I think that Daniel you'll go far,
with your left-handed bass guitar.
Daniel you have a competitive streak,
Of what things do you like to speak?
The thing you like to tell of best,
is when you beat your Dad at chess.
You beat your Dad in tennis too,
and there is more that's in your view
Sometimes when we bowl tenpin
there are occasions when you win.
Oh yes, you're fond of sport all right
Could watch on TV through the night
But not just watching - through the day
you'd rather be out there and play.
Computer games, and books to read
Garbage out, the cat to feed.
You're very busy, that's for sure,
but do leave room for one thing more.
I know that Jesus is your Lord,
and you like learning from his Word,
always leave some time for prayer,
rely on Jesus, he'll be there.
Love the Lord with all your heart,
that's the finest place to start,
then love all others as yourself,
and you'll acquire heavenly wealth.
There's one more thing that you should know
I'll always love you as you grow.
I'm proud of what you have become
I'm proud to say that you're my son.
For Daniel, for his thirteenth birthday, by Andrew Host, June 2006
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