(An ode to Big Red Barn by Margaret Wise Brown)
By the little red barn
On the yummy green cake
Little girls gathered with
Birthday memories to make.
There was a big group of friends
And a little taste of heaven
With candles on the cake.
Count them. There are seven.
They all played together by the little red barn cake.
And they climbed in the saddle, horseback rides to take.
When the candles were lit at the end of the meal,
The party guests sang,
The Birthday Girl squealed.
Hope breathed in the smell of sweet warm hay
And blew out her candles without delay.
The Daddy said prayers that Hope would be blessed
And asked God to guide her as He knows best.
The little girls smiled and nibbled their cake,
So happy to join Hope to celebrate.
And there they were
All day long
By the little red barn cake.
Only the wishes were left to make,
The party favors for guests to take.
While the sun shined high
In the bright autumn sky.
Happy Birthday, Hope!