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Mar 2014
Birthdays come but once a year.
You'll always be a friend so dear...

You worry that your getting old.
It's all in your mind, that's what I'm told...

Age is just a number friend.
Your body works, your legs they bend...

So toss that old word out the door.
For I'm here to help you celebrate many more...

By ~ judy
I wrote this a few years ago for my friend.
Written by
Judypatooote  ohio
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