A kaleidoscope of memories
Today, on my 75th birthday, I write this for my children.
Jump into puddles
Catch the raindrops
Slide in the snow
Walk in the woods and whispering pines
And, on a summer day,
put up a swing in a mango orchard and enjoy going up and down.
Remember me when you finish that snowman with a bright red muffler.
Love and blessings,
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