Happy Birthday, SweetheartI suppose the singing telegram was overkill.
I'm sure it was, and that big box of candy
Made no sense. You're not that fond of sweets.
The writing in the sky, I thought, would make
You laugh, and I was disappointed when the wind
Blew up. Perhaps you think that I'm insane
For doing all these things for you. I won't
Suggest that I am not, but, mostly, what I am
Is overjoyed that you were born.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2018-12-31 at 17:24
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