Dylan
My strong, happy, kind boy,
You are an example.
You take pleasure in sharing,
A piece of cake with your friend,
A sweet here and there.
Full of confidence and joy,
Energy abounds in you.
You are such a sturdy rock,
That Hannah can grasp hold of,
When she is about to fall.
You are my delight,
And with each passing day,
You astound me more,
With all you know,
And how you continue to grow.
I am so blessed with a wonderful son.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
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