There once was a mom whose birthday
Caused fear that more hairs would turn grey
But don't beware
Your son is there
To pluck all the grey hairs (not that many really) away
But then another problem arose
The wrinkles, what about those? (hardly can't see, seriously)
But botoxy stuff
Was barely enough
To keep all the lines off her nose
The mom would fear that her son
Someday off to college would run
Several more years
Realize her fears
Before her parenting's done
But worries shouldn't around
Her son would stick around
To often drop in
And bug her again
So that she would never frown(my dear son and his little girl friend made me a card on my birthday, made me feel that all these years of love to him are 100 times rewarded)
祝你感恩節豐富,快樂。
祝姐姐生日快樂哈,越活越年輕!
現在過生日心情都比較沉重:)) 嗬嗬
可憐天下母親心!
兒子知道你所有弱點啦。
你就偷著樂吧!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY~
BTW,你可真是容易滿足呀呀呀呀呀呀呀,你兒子吃定你了呀呀呀呀呀呀呀