My Brother is Turning 50…

My brother celebrated his 50th birthday recently and I wished to recognize the event with a short reading at the party.

Distinguished friends and family gathered here today,
Please listen to me briefly as I have some words to say.

On this notable occasion we are here to celebrate
The birthday of my brother, who is fifty on this date.

We know him as a man of honor, honest and foursquare.
He is well-traveled, well liked, even somewhat debonair.

Now Robert is a learned man with a prestigious job,
but once he was a little boy known to me as Rob.

My brother is turning 50 and his hair is turning grey
but some of us remember him before he got this way.

Rob was a fishing psychic as a young boy, you know,
predicting fish potential everywhere that we would go

Looking at a pond or lake he firmly would declare
“I bet there are some big pike living down in there!”

Fly fishing at the creek – pretending to be Gad About Gaddis –
so naïve that we didn’t know a coachman from a caddis.

When he was just a little boy growing up on the farm
and his older siblings tried to keep him safe from harm;

Feeding rubber canning jar seals to Daddy’s dairy bull
and fishing for the same catfish from a tub that wasn’t full.

He was always using Daddy’s tools for a project he was making
and my Dad would have to hunt for the tools Rob was taking.

My brother is turning 50 and his hair is turning grey
but some of us remember him before he got this way.

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