Happy Birthday, my Love.
I hope and pray you’ll find your way through this coming year
With more hope and cheer than the last
I wish you all that God can bring you and more
I pray that you’ll have the wisdom to change all those things you think you should, and the courage to do so, as well
I wish you life and love galore and pretty faces too 😉
I know you’ll have to fight a lot of battles, and I pray you can take them like a man, or at least find a nice strong woman to fight them for you…heh 😛
I wish that you could find sweet contentment in the 40-11 tats that you already have, and not try emblazoning more onto your body.
I wish that if you could care about only one thing I say, it would be that one.
I hope you dance, because God knows when you do, you’re bound to make someone take notice. And you never know, you just might change their life
I hope that, come year’s end, you’ll be relieved to have lived it to the full
I wish that one day someday I’ll see you again, and I hope it will be sometime in this century
I pray for you every single day
And I hope you know I love you
Happy Birthday, Puppy, and here’s to many more! Have a rockin’ party, and a little extra fun just for me, eh? “For he’s a damn jolly good fellow…” etc etc.
(You know, come to think of it, you’re a real bloghater. Not quite sure why I’m even posting this for you…)