Being you…
Enhances my identity
Being caring…
Makes me appreciate your presence more
Being patient…
Teaches me to be one.
Being understanding…
Encourages me to know compassion.
Being funny…
Just tickles my funny bone.
Being strong…
Makes me stay as one.
Being loving…
Makes me love you more.
Being a late greeter…
Gives me the excuse to write this one bad poem. Happy Birthday!
I love you!
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This is a poem for wifey’s 2007 birthday which I hurriedly composed since I’ve been busy at work packing precious processors instead of packing a birthday gift.