When I was one, I had just begun.
When I was two, I was nearly new.
When I was three, I was hardly me.

When I was four, I was not much more.

When I was five, I was just alive.

But now I am six, I'm as clever as clever.

So I think I'll be six now and forever.
How very sweet!!! Indeed, happy birthday!!! Cathy
ReplyDeleteThis poem is particularly sweet & poignant with the photos; nicely done. :)
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