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Chris

Chris is young and handsome.
Chris is not six
Neither is he seven
He is certainly not eleven

Its cute to look at his vanished fat cheeks
While growing up Chris fell in love with sticks

He habitually played on table causing domestic noise but as time went by, our patience outgrew his nuisance at home.

Impressed with his burning passion
GrandDad bought him brand new sticks.
Chris now plays drum in church
Chris wakes up very early on sundays and he is the first to attend sunday service before everyone of us in the family

Chris is a person
Chris is not a thing
Although Chris is Thirteen
Chris is now a Teen

I love you Chris, †I pray that you grow to love God and serve Him with all your heart and might.
Happy birthday Christopher
Live long and prosper.


Written by Rickji
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Author's Note
A birthday poem to my nephew Christopher.
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