written for my grandson Andrew when he was 3yrs old, he is now 17
|What I'd like to be is big and tall, but for now I am three and kinda small.
I'd like to be a pilot and learn how to fly, just not as fast or not as high.
Maybe a fireman someday I could be, but like I said I am only three.
Maybe someday I can become a Judge, I don't stay mad to long or hold a grudge.
I would like to be a captain of a great big boat, I had a small one once but it didn't float.
But maybe for now since I am only three, I'll stay who I am and that's Andrew Saelee.
Besides growing up seems way to hard, especially when you can't leave the backyard.