It's my daughter's birthday today. Fifty two years ago she was born...When the doctor saw her, he held her up and said, "This one's perfect...just look at that rosebud mouth. I think I'll take her home." She was a tiny bundle of energy. She walked at 10 months trying to keep up with her older brother. Always a very competitive girl....always striving to learn something new. I can't believe that she's celebrating her 52nd birthday...it seems like only yesterday that I was rocking her to sleep......so Happy Birthday my girl...Love you, Mom
Here is a repeat of last year's birthday poem...
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,