Thursday, January 17, 2008

Walking Sunshine


Dear Mother I love you and want you to know,

I think of you often wherever I go.

You lift me up;

you're like walking sunshine;

I am lucky to have a great mother like mine.
Your endless affection makes you special and rare;

I'm always amazed by how much you care.

What you've given to me I can never repay,

Thank you, Mom, on your 67th birthday.

17 January 2008

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