My daughter is seventeen today!!

Today's poem is her favorite, Invitation, by Shel Silverstein.

If you are a dreamer come in
If you are a dreamer a wisher a liar
A hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyer
If you're a pretender com sit by my fire
For we have some flax golden tales to spin
Come in!
Come in!

 Happy birthday, AlysonRose Elizabeth 

 

 

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