Happy Birthday Boy

Thirteen years ago today my boy came to greet me with a howl and a head of jet black hair sticking straight up, a reminder. The midwife tried to wrap him in a blanket just like all the other babies she whispered but he would have none of that, no. Within minutes he broke free of those wraps and stretched his long arms and legs in freedom. Even then he took his place … and has proven to be well deserved of it. Happy birthday JR, I love you more than I can explain. You are my light, my joy and my bliss.
"But you know the worth of that young man.
He is your past and your future. He is hopes
and dreams that have made it through …"  ~~
Barbara Cage

JR _
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