LuAnn's Birthday

I tweaked this poem a little from a previous year. 

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.

I'll see you on Thanksgiving.. this year it will be fun..

You'll find your presents here.. when dinner is all done.

So, looking forward to our day with you...the dinner I will make..

This year it will be different...we'll end with birthday cake.

Happy Birthday...Love you,Mom