A Poem

For the man who has my heart;

and the promise never to part.

For the Dad to our son;

and the days of being young.

For the Dad to our daughter;

our blood is thicker than water.

For holding hands while we sleep;

and the rings I'll always keep.

For not having all the money;

priceless is the name of "Honey..''

And in those moments when I'm ''smart''

thanks for putting the horse...before the cart.

Happy Birthday, darling, sweetheart.

From me.