Happy Birthday! Zachariah Tyler! (Z.T.)
July 24 ,2015
Z.-Man
I once knew an
awesome young guy called “The Z.-man”
Any tough challenge
needs taming it’s a safe bet that he can
Adonis-handsome!
Einstein-intelligent! 007 sophisticated-Cool!
Quick-wit talent!
Always comes out on top, his oft practiced rule
When (if?) I
grow up to emulate him would be my hoped plan
Amen!
Dear
Z. Tyler---
Clearly
recall I the instant I saw you: Love
at first sight! A confession: I loved you even before that fabulous meeting;
long prior to your birth. Immediately, we were “Friends”!
At
nine months you could hold a plastic ball, drop it and hit it with a little red
bat! Wow!
When
you were twelve, I taught you to drive my red Ranger truck. Awesome!
So
many times I took you out of school so we could play golf. Fantastic! (I got in
trouble for those indiscretions and for telling you the Truth about grades; but, I “Do-ed” it anyway.
Live! Love!
Laugh! Focus contemplate!
Vigilant be! Not
one future be ever late!
Always!
I told you the Truth of life. Of all
things. Taught you values. Lead you to virtue. I was a willing mentor; you, a
treasured student. Before long, in careful observation, I learned from you, also.
Your delightful personality wins people; they like you, trust you. With good
reason. You can walk into a crowded room and everybody wants to be your friend, especially those of the “female”
persuasion; any age difference seems not
to be an issue of concern. Bravo!
Z.
Tyler, Mon Amie, you have done quite well! And, thee has hardly begun! Wow!
Amen!
“Real”
men are difficult to find, these days. Three generations and prior before you,
such was common amongst both genders; Ah! I revere and lament those by-gone
times and space. You, Son, fit that mold and fill it well. Amen! “Straight and
narrow”! Truth is the way. That’s you!
You
already know, and that truth will be fulfilled to you: everything is Simple! But, not easy.
Stand
tall in the light of His Truth. There is right and wrong; good and evil, black
and white.
The
demarcation line delineating virtue from sin is clear, evident, constant;
choice decides.
The
world awaits; you are ready. Bon chance!
Mon Amie! You shall continue to do very well.
Faith!
Family! Freedom!
Might just be all there really---Is!
In one eternal
instant the only mercy-blessing will be…His!
Amen!
I love you!
Young man! Always have; always will.
Peace!
Mon Amie!
Happy Birthday!
Nanny & Bapa
A Boy’s Heart! A Man’s Soul! A Free
Spirit!
(Here stands a True man; An Independent Individual)
View the humble
Z-man in deserv-ed celebrity-glory
In
highlight-fashion I shall endeavor relate his story
Laid eyes on a
bundle-beautiful in a hospital corridor
Stole me heart
complete as all present did adorable roar
A “natural”
celebrity of sacred humble intent-bound
Quickly proved
pleasant worthy with purpose-found
Adonis-handsome
baby-boy with good looks to spare
Athletic-prowess
adroitly displayed in awesome share
At nine months
could drop a ball to hit it with his red bat
Became the
center of our lives: “Z. Tyler’s where it’s at!”
Quickly found my
Shadow-buddy constant at me side
Bundled him
sub-zero for a full moonlight tractor ride
Co-pilot aboard
the rented Ryder across the Rocky
Mountains
Salem-town out
Ole Oregon-way played in the capitol fountain
Nanny-patient
taught him to play ball; I introduced him to the links
Put him on a
pedestal-proud; I am “Mr. President”,
Z. Tyler thinks
First bus ride
on ole Cherry Lines; up Canada-way
upon a B-C ferry boat
His mom’s a
lawyer; appropriate, his rain gear a blue-finned “shark”-coat
On to
Tennessee’s Vanderbilt where he got his first mosquito bite
When his Nanny
explained the bumps, the boy was ready to fight
Taught Z. to
ride a two-wheel bike on third Groundhog
Day! Wow! Co-ordinated!
Allowed him
drive me Ranger red truck at twelve; the bike became subordinated
Took him
fishing, Z. was “Good”; bought a row boat, he got to pull the “oars”
Cheated on the
tally links so he could win at golf; soon Z. fairly won the score
No need to talk
about the “Ladies”, quickly the girls found him tall and slim
Every blessed
thing about this lad concludes: One day I’ll be just like him!?
And, now
full-grown with a real “job” and quite a continuing fabulous existence
Anticipate his
progeny will be like Lexi, Anna, Lauren blessed-sacred persistence
Happy Birthday! (28) Love, Nanny & Bapa
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