Another year and how you have grown.
It is winter so another bed buddy mom has sewn.
From a little baby in my arms to rabbit ears above my head.
Connecting these pictures there is a thread.
I start with lots of hair that is neat.
On your head there is none.
Then my hair you did eat.
Now mine is thin and you have a ton.
First you sleep then you sit
That rabbit looks like he might spit.
On a train with steam coming from my head
We watch a giraffe and share a laugh.
Clearing snow and working hard
getting money on an itunes™ card.
Sharing an embrace with smiles on our face.
That is the tour
from birth through year two times four.
This Valentine’s day remember that
You I do adore.
