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Happy Birthday Our Dear David

Happy Birthday Our Dear David

Photo of David, Linda’s Sister Susan, and us, Thanksgiving Friday 2014
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Today is the one, our Nephew David, God sent you down from Heaven;
January 16th, 1962, which makes you now, be fifty-seven!
We are wishing you the happiest of birthdays, and so many many more;
We sure wish it were twenty-five years ago, when we lived almost next door!
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We would take you out for dinner, to a steakhouse Japanese;
And tell you that you could order, any meal that you pleased!
Then after we had finished, the staff would clap and sing;
Their country’s happy birthday song, throughout the room would ring!
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Times like this are very difficult, dear family, so far apart;
If only we lived closer, we could appease our saddened hearts!
But since we cannot be there, we will call you on the phone;
And beg you to go there by yourself, so you won’t be all alone!
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Today so special
We are sending all our love
To our dear David

 

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