B is for Boys and Birthdays

B is for Boys

All the Boys in my life. 

The Big and the Bairn

the Beau and the Bygone,

in a Brown Booth at Boston Pizza.

B is for Birthdays.

A Book and a Ballcap,

A cat named Ben,

and a Bored little Brother.

B is for Blessed.

Because that's how I feel when I look at my Boy

Who just turned 14 – much too old for a toy.

B is also for Barf.

It happens, they say,

when too many Shirley Temples

are imbibed in one day.