Happy Birthday Mom!

A poem I found for my momma;

My Treasure Chest is filled with gold
gold... gold... gold...
Vagabond's gold and drifter's gold...
worthless, priceless dreamer's gold...
gold of the sunset... gold of the dawn
gold of the shower trees on my lawn
poet's gold and artist's gold
gold that cannot be bought or sold...
Gold.
-Dan Blanding



You were a really cute little kid (creepy how much my baby pics look like yours)...

Sending a b-day card soon... just trying to get my act together... so it will be a real surprise when it gets there.

I Love you.