"A rose is a rose, is a rose said he
No matter what you wish it to be
It's beauty lasts from bud to bloom
And fills the space from room to room
How much like a rose is this gift from above
This radiant smile, this conveyer of love
A dad knows a thing of beauty to see
Cause, a rose is a rose, is a rose, you see."
Written on the occasion of her birthday on September 7, 2024
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