Poppy and Brayden

Poppy and Pops

Verse 1

When Brayden was little, there was one name he knew,

“Poppy!” came the call, with adventures to pursue.

Now he’s growing up, and the name has changed somehow,

“Pops,” he says these days, but the love is stronger now.

From the couch on game day to the places that they roam,

No matter where they travel, they make any place feel like home.

Chorus

Poppy and Brayden, Pops and his boy,

Making every mile another reason to enjoy.

From the RV highway to the golf cart down the lane,

They’ve got a whole lot of memories that nobody can explain.

Watching sports, playing putt-putt, laughing all day long,

Poppy and Brayden together—that’s their favorite kind of song.

Verse 2

Now there’s something new that makes Pops smile with pride,

Brayden’s his copilot, sitting right there by his side.

With the RV rolling down another winding road,

Two generations traveling with a special kind of load.

A map and a memory, a joke along the way,

Because the best part of the journey is who you’re with each day.

Chorus

Poppy and Brayden, Pops and his boy,

Making every mile another reason to enjoy.

From the RV highway to the golf cart down the lane,

They’ve got a whole lot of memories that nobody can explain.

Watching sports, playing putt-putt, laughing all day long,

Poppy and Brayden together—that’s their favorite kind of song.

Bridge

And when they’re camping and the evening’s getting cool,

Here comes Pops in that golf cart—Brayden thinks he’s pretty cool!

They’ll ride around the campground, just the two of them in style,

And you can bet there’ll be laughter for mile after mile.

Maybe miniature golf is calling out their names,

And somehow they both manage to get just as competitive as games!

But whether it’s a birdie or a ball that hits the wall,

The real prize is being together—that’s the best win of all.

Final Chorus

So happy birthday, Poppy, here’s to all the years,

To the love, the laughs, the memories, and maybe happy tears.

Brayden may call you Pops now, but one thing will never change,

You’re still his Poppy in his heart, and that love will always stay the same.

So here’s to the RV and the golf cart rides,

To the sports on TV and Brayden by your side.

To every road behind you and every road ahead—

Happy Birthday, Poppy… you’re the best Pops Brayden could have ever had!