Roses are red, violets are blue,
Today is your birthday, Mom and here’s a poem for you.
Favorite pictures from the past are always a hoot,
This one is my favorite although I look like a goof.
Often times through the years we looked so cute,
But sometimes I see photos I wish we could color mute.
You’ve lead us through the sea of life,
Like a bright, shining, ray of light.
While two girls were just perfect for our close knit clan,
You were thrilled to add a son-in-law and then twins to the fam!
You’re a party girl at heart,
And everyone always wants you around when the fun starts.
You taught me the importance of good cheer
And how to dance with jazz hands showing no fear.
Some folks were jealous of me, having you as my mom
And I don’t blame them one bit because you’re the bomb!
So for some birthday fun, put your dancing shoes on
For tomorrow night we’re going downtown to fawn,
All over Bruno Mars as he sings us his songs!