She is my shero; make no
mistake.
The woman works harder
than anyone I know. Truly
brings home the bacon.
That not being enough, she
always keeps her eye open
for fun pressies. It's her
birthday, yet she gifts to us!
I swear, the woman is just
about the most positive gal
I've ever known. Naught
gets her down.
She opens her home to any
in need of a space to lay
their head. I find myself
much moved as well as
somewhat ashamed for
not doing more.
I ponder her generous
nature. Can't help but
wonder what makes her
tick and how she came
to be the person she is.
Ancestry? Breeding?
Example? Or, is she
simply a very old soul.
Methinks she has lived
many a lifetime to have
garnered the experience
to be the woman she is
today.
I'll take her daily savvy,
her selfless ways, her
giving spirit.
Happiest of all b-days
dear heart. Know that I'm
stealing your wish . . .
I want to be just like you
when I grow up.
You fucking R O C K !!!
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