When I wrote this, you were 40.
As you read it, you are 41.
So its a birthday, just 1 year on.
A few words, a poem defo not sung!
“No crows claws yet”…
Monday 8th you did say.
Do not worry when?
As this 9ths your birthday.
For folks in charge.
Should poems really be wrote?
Ah why not-as you have.
That deeper blue coat…
Happeeee birthday Gina.
Afraid cards aren’t good from me.
I’d try write too many.
And strip a good old tree…
Coffee or Tea???
Ermmm.
