How fast your little hand turned into one with a ring,
Your lipstick is as refined as your beauty within.
You glow with a happiness from your heart through your eyes and it should come as no surprise...

The fairy tales that we read when you were so young,
certainly pale in comparison;
To the story your family lives today,
You still date the man who whisked you away.

Two boys later and no less the smile,
The stories you read them while they are a child;
Will tell of a time happy ever after
Where they become the king of their own castle.

While the castle you live in seems too far away...in my heart you will always stay!
~Janette Arencibia