10 March 2019

Your picture hangs 'bove Gramma's screen,
And 'neath ole man Beethoven.
It always is the last thing seen,
'Fore we go out a-rovin.

We think of you on this your day
And wish you all the best.
Candles, cupcakes, games to play,
Tomorrow you can rest.

Tons of love and blessings too,
We send kisses in the mix.
There's nothing that's too good for you
Now that you are six.

Love,
Sweet Betts/Ole Dan