It was the night before my birthday,
And all through the house.
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a louse.

The presents were hid,
And they were hidden with care.
In hope that I wouldn’t find them,
And that the wrapping wouldn’t tear.

I laid awake in my bed,
Counting the seconds and hours.
Dreaming of tomorrow,
Instead of princes in towers.

What would my parents get me?
A bike or a horse?
A book or a videogame,
Or some candy of course!

They could get me a pen,
A puppy or a cat.
They could get me a movie,
Or a weird, purple hat.

Time flew by faster,
And faster it went.
I soon fell asleep,
And woke up feeling content.

I screamed, “It’s my birthday!”
And ran out from my room.
But I couldn’t find anyone,
Was my birthday destined for doom?

Where did everybody go?
Finding them seemed so hard.
Then I looked out the window,
And into the yard.




There stood my family,
Some strangers and friends!
I could make a whole list of people,
It just never ends!

All the people stared at me,
I wanted to cry!
Still, nobody said a word,
I thought I might die!

A box was placed in front of me,
I didn’t know what to do.
So, I opened it up,
Hey, it’s just what I wanted, too!

Today isn’t over,
But, I’m willing to bet.
That today will be my favorite birthday,
It’s been the best one yet!