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The Birthday Boy

The Birthday Boy

My precious Angels, Nico and Cody, loving me on a Birthday past

Here it is, that day again, that happens once a year;
The anniversary of one’s humble birth, a day we all hold dear!
This one will be a little different though, for not since 2002;
Have one or both of my Angels been near me, to give their love so true!
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But I have decided not to cry today, and to celebrate their life;
With the third of my dear Soulmates, my drop-dead gorgeous wife!
We will watch the British Open, root for Tiger to shoot real low;
Then, this afternoon on our way to dinner, to the Cemetery we will go!
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Their little stone lays between my parents, where we buried their sacred fur;
We come to tell them all we love them, we feel their spirits stir!
Then we’ll head to a Japanese Steakhouse, sit with people we do not know;
But they will feel the love between us, “The Birthday Boy”, and his beauty queen aglow!
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                                                Seventy-four years
                                         But my most beautiful Bride
                                            Keeps me feeling young

 

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