A DAD'S WISH FOR HIS SON

This is a special day and I am really glad to say
    That it will only happen once a year,
Yet it seems to me (as I ask how can it be?)
    That you can face this moment without fear.

For so many years ago it was that I came to know
    A squirming wrinkled little tiny Tot
And we said when he came, "What could be the baby's name?"
    That's how you got the name that you got.

And now the years have passed until finally at last
    You have a wife and daughters two or three.
You have a house and car and you seem to be so far
    Away from Paramus, my wife and me.

Yet I wish for you the best more than all the rest
    As you feast on steak with potatoes and gravy,
And next week you will find if the Post Office is kind
    A gift from us to our son called Davy.

Now that's not very nice and I am sure you feel like ice
    For you long since have shed that name.
It should be David or Dave for you are sober and grave
    Yet could you forgive me just the same.

"Happy Birthday" to my lad who himself is now a dad
    And even a grand-daddy too.
May the year to come bring to you a lot of fun
    In everything that you say or do.

May you always find, if to faults you would be blind
    That you can have a lot of friends.
God bless Donna and you in everything you do
    Until you reach your journey's end.

We are very proud of you but that is nothing new
    For it is easy to be proud of you, son.
We know that you are great and can really, really rate
    For in our lives you are always number one.