Now I am Six

Here's Thomas on his 6th birthday. He's finally grown into the poem he loves:

When I was One,
I had just begun.

When I was Two,
I was nearly new.

When I was Three,
I was hardly Me.

When I was Four,
I was not much more.

When I was Five,
I was just alive.

But now I am Six, I'm as clever as clever.
So I think I'll be six now for ever and ever.

I was reciting this poem to Thomas as we walked through a park during our recent holiday, and he looked up at me and said, "That poem reminds me of happiness, Mummy. Does it you, Mummy?"

Well, it does remind me of my Tommy, so I'd have to say "yes".

Thomas has taken this poem to heart. He said to me, "We're going to do something special every day I'm 6, aren't we, Mummy?". Then he declared with yearning, "Mummy, why did God make birthdays? If God didn't make birthdays, I would never turn 7, and special things would happen every day!"

Ah, but special things will go on happening every day, won't they, Thomas? For every morning we wake to new mercies (Lam 3:23). Six is just the beginning!

the poem is from AA Milne's Now We Are Six