Dear Sweetheart,
It is your birthday, Charlotte dear,
My dream, my love, my life.
I dream of you, I love you dear,
Because you are my wife.
I wish you all the hapiness
That God could ever give,
Because your heart has done so much
To help my heart to live.
I thank you for our children, and
The lovely way you smile;
And all the other ways in which
You make this life worth while.
I thank you for your patience, and
Forgiving attitude
Whenever I am, angry or
Display a nasty mood.
I dont deserve you, Charlotte dear,
But still in every way
I wish a happy birthday, and
God bless you on this day.
Rube
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