January 3, 2018
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My Shereemae
You bring the magic of the seasons.
That goes beyond questions and reasons.
You make the mundane, extraordinary.
My beautiful, wonderful Sheree.
You brighten the mood with your quick wits.
Everyone burst out laughing. More than our belly permits.
You make everything much sweeter.
Every memory more precious, much dearer.
Yet, you do these things so naturally.
Like breathing. Like gravity.
Guess your heart was just built that way.
Same as your soul that's warm and bright all day.
