![]() |
| " I like birthday cake" |
So when your birthday comes around again think of this little poem. That I wrote for you and you and you.
Birthdays
Birthdays come but once a year,
So I have always been told,
It's not the time to shed a tear,
Don't think you are getting old,
Up in the morning bright with sun,
Wash your face in the morning dew,
Look forward to a day of fun,
You are again one of the few,
Birthdays come but once a year,
So I have always been told,
Another year not to fear,
Time that is yours to hold.

No comments:
Post a Comment