HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEVENTY ONE,
I LOVE YOU

Iris Photo

I JUMPED OUT OF BED JUST YESTERDAY MORNING,
AND THE FIRST THOUGHT THAT RAN THROUGH MY MIND,
WAS THAT TOMORROW WILL BE DECEMBER TWENTIETH,
SO I BEGAN TO TURN FORWARD THE PAGES OF TIME.

IF YOUR LIFE EVER BECOMES TROUBLED,
WHEN YOU MAY JUST WANT TO GIVE UP AND QUIT,
WHEN THE FIGHT BECOMES A OVERWHELMING BATTLE,
A TIME WHEN YOU JUST DONT SEEM TO BE ABLE TO WIN.

NO ONE MAY SEEM TO WANT TO LISTEN,
NOR DO THEY WANT TO TRY TO UNDERSTAND,
AND NO ONE SEEMS TO WANT TO TAKE THE TIME,
TO LEND OR GIVE A HELPING HAND.

WHEN YOU HAVE PROBLEMS THAT SEEM UNSOLVABLE
OR WHEN YOUR BEST JUST NEVER SEEMS TO DO,
REMEMBER RUTH I WILL ALWAYS BE IN LOVE WITH YOU,
AND PROMISE I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU.

THIS PROMISE IS MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT,
THAT I HOPE YOU WILL TAKE TO HEART,
FOR IT CAN BE DRAWN ON AT ANY TIME,
TO HELP MEND AND RELIEVE A BROKEN HEART.

TODAY IS BIRTHDAY SEVENTY ONE,
AND I WANT TO WISH YOU THE BEST,
AS WE LOOK FORWARD TO ANOTHER YEAR,
FILLED WITH GOD'S BLESSINGS,
AND BUNDLES OF HAPPINESS.

Flower Photo

Written on your seventh first birthday by the one
that will alway be in love with you
December 20, 2001, age 74...

Copyright © 2001 by James B. Rogers


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