A Happy Birthday celebration — a week or so early. A poorly written sonnet:
Tis the last of April, just beyond reach
is May the tenth the date of your birth
it’s said by some, it may have been breach
No matter the details, my life gained great worth
That night that we met, our story yet untold,
unknown at the time how beautiful our life;
no one but the Great One could have foretold,
the thrill in my heart when you became my wife
Here surrounded by loving and caring siblings
To celebrate another year past with great glee
I wrote this sad poem, earnest and small scribblings
with the deepest love. I hope you agree
Our life together is amazing as your mom would say
I think so too, so, Happy Birthday!
– Paul


Carpe Diem
Your love is so visibly generous and genuine. May the day bring much joy – to all of you!
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