Duncan's Surprise
Wake the Imagination

His parents said, "When you turn two
We have a big surprise for you.”
On the fridge he marked the date.
Seven days, Duncan could not wait.

He brushed his teeth, turned off the light
Climbed into bed that Friday night
When morning came he was awake
“Let’s go,” he said, “and have some cake.”

His Dad asked Duncan, “What’s today?”
And he replied, “It’s Saturday.”
“That’s right.  Correct.  I must agree.
Now can you say them all with me?”

Saturday, Sunday, and Monday,
Tuesday is our big fun day
Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday
Hooray at last it is my day

Sunday morning they heard him scream,
“I’m ready Mom to have ice cream”
She only laughed and shook her head.
“Not yet, my love,” she calmly said.

Then Monday came and he got dressed
A nice clean shirt to look his best
Pants and socks and both his sandals
Then he said, “Please light the candles.”

Dad looked up and smiled with joy
“You’re such a little handsome boy.
A few more days, come look and see
Now can you say them all with me?”

Saturday, Sunday, and Monday,
Tuesday is our big fun day
Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday
Hooray at last it is my day

On Tuesday when the sun shown bright,
Duncan smiled with much delight.
He ran to find his folks in bed,
Then Little Duncan proudly said,

“Saturday, Sunday, and Monday,
Tuesday is our big fun day.”
And then without another sound,
They all got up and danced around

Every week it’s just the same.
They play this simple silly game.
A something special for their son,
Reminds them all that life is fun.

Two days left on Wednesday morn,
Two years ago Duncan was born.
He woke at eight and found the cats
And dressed them both in party hats.

He carried them both down the stairs
And sat the cats on wooden chairs
His mother shrugged and said, “Not yet,
Just two more days, now don’t you fret.”

Once more he slept and when he woke
He found his Dad and softly spoke.
In a whisper oh so pleasant,
“Please,” he said.  “Where is my present?

Dad chuckled hard but answered fast.
“Tomorrow son, your day at last.
It’s Thursday now, come here and see.
Now can you say them all with me?”

Saturday, Sunday, and Monday,
Tuesday is our big fun day
Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday
Hooray at last it is my day

He lay in bed that Thursday night
And tried to sleep with all his might
He knew his day was almost here
That special one of his whole year.

He watched the clock, it slowly crept
It took some time before he slept
But in the night he grew and grew
As Duncan turned from one to two.

That Friday he had lots of fun
And as his day was almost done
Both his father and his mother
Told Duncan that he’d be a brother.

He lay in bed with open eyes
This was a very big surprise
He thought and thought and thought and then
He sat and asked his parents, “When?”

In four or five short months they said.
This awesome news filled up his head.
“A baby, wow!” he said out loud
The thought made Duncan very proud.

I’ll teach the baby everything
Like how to walk and how to sing
We’ll play my games, and use my toys
We’ll jump on beds, make lots of noise.

He lay in bed, turned off the light
Excitement kept him up that night
Before he slept he said these rhymes
Until he counted many times:

Saturday, Sunday and Monday . . .