It's your birthday, Bing.
Not a big thing.
You smile and say;
It's just another day.
But when those kids of ours clock another year;
From you, we're sure to hear.
Cookies, candles and cake;
Love lives from the moment you awake.
Not taking for granted, any single moment in time;
Because this time is for all time.
Ingredients carefully chosen as you bake;
Every measure you take;
Because in retrospect we just might find;
Those little gestures, while they are so very kind;
Are sweeter than sugar and as good as gold.
Tastes to remember until we are old.
"Don't know why I love you like I do
I just do."
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