A Year To Grow
It’s your birthday
This I know
Am I late
Yes or no?
If I’m not
Tell me so
And if I am
Then have a go.
Here’s a cake
Made of dough
And some candles
You can blow.
So Happy Birthday
From a pro
And here’s a gift
For you to grow.
"It’s my love wrapped in a bow!"
Brenda Elizabeth Rose
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