Another Happy Birthday, my love!
Ours is a happy marriage.
Every day is something for which to be grateful.
Something to be celebrated.
But, of all the days we spend together,
it's his birthday I celebrate the most.
Why? our friends might ask.
I am six weeks older than my better half.
From my birthday to his, I am
the "old woman", the "cradle robber"....
Mrs. Robinson.
But on his birthday, all balance returns.
Yeah, I celebrate it. With fervor.
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