Thank you, me, for breathing,
walking, thinking before speaking,
waiting, sword-sheathing, slow
and patient answer seeking.

I forgive you, me, for mistakes,
sloppy detailing, sometimes
derailing, losing sight, crimes
in fog and misty takes.

You tried and keep trying.
You'll fail and keep failing.
You learned and learned and
attempted to say no to what returned.

I respect your features and your bugs.
From now on, me, we'll celebrate with daily hugs.