November 18, 1958

My Daughter's Birthday

It was a cold night in November.. in the air a hint of snow..

Our little girl was born so many years ago.

"This baby is so perfect, her skin is pink not red,

Her mouth is like a rosebud".. is what the doctor said.

They put her in my waiting arms, the tears were coming free..

She looked at me with loving eyes that said, " Take care of me."

Her childhood days were full of fun.. her favorite doll could talk,

Tiny kitchen furniture.. in her room before she walked.

A pogo stick I worried.. that she would bump her head..

At night we found her sleeping with her pogo stick in bed.

A frilly dress was not.. her favorite thing to wear..

Cowboy boots with dresses and a ribbon in her hair.

She always found a puddle with her little foot would stamp..

Her outfit was all dirty...what a little scamp!

I miss those days of yesterday, when she was very small..

I remember everything, when I look at pictures on the wall.

So happy birthday Peanut..is what I'm going to say..

I hope you have some fun and a very lovely day.

Happy Birthday...Love you,

Mom