Happy Birthday darlin' boy... Today you're 17
And, although you cannot seem to keep your bedroom clean;
'though you turn the "music" up when listening to rap
(Trust your mother darlin' - that's not music... That is crap.)
Even though I don't approve of one kid in your group,
'though you do not walk your dog enough (or clean up poop)
You have always been a gift I've given to myself.
Who cares if you've never learned to put things on a shelf?
It's not just your height that puts you far above the crowd,
It's the little things you do that make your parents proud.
Thoughtful, kind, and funny - you are sensitive and smart -
And your mother loves you from the bottom of her heart.