I'd bake you a "Crown Jewel" cake
And give you some flowers too
and then I would share this poem by John Ciardi :"I want to tell you a gentlest thing,
like light to you- like old faces being fed a good memory from inside themselves-
like eyes that do not watch but slowly meet across a room
in which everyone is and
no one need hurry to what he is sure of.
I want to say before we run out of rooms
and everyone
that I am slowest, surest, gentlest too
across whatever room
I look at you."
Happy, Happy Birthday Aria.
May all good things surround you and fill your life with joy.
I love you!
Mom
