Mom's 50th

August sixteenth, two-thousand and nine.
To some, it’s just one more day.
One day, of one month,
Of a year slowly slipping away.
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But, for me, today is special.
It’s the day we celebrate you!
The day you came into this world,
Tiny, and perfect, and new.

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That was fifty years ago,
And some think fifty’s old.
But I know something that they don’t,
You’re just getting better, I’m told.

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I believe it’s the truth.
For when your birthday rolls around,
You grow one year older,
And a year more profound.

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You grow one year wiser,
And one year more sweet.
You’re one year more special,
A year more complete.

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So, yes, you’re another year older.
You’ve had another year to strengthen,
You’ve grown one year better.
That much closer to perfection.

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Today, so many are thankful,
For fifty years of you to adore!
And today, I am so grateful,
I love you one year more!

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So, who cares what people say?
Fifty years is great!
Today I’m one year happier,
And we all get to celebrate!!