My Honey, mine Pretty... thus I do remember
How thou, just new born, with thine own cry came
Slight like that Angel, thus as the morn dew tender,
All in devotion, thou we do welcome in frame.
Blast far stormy nights, blast all past days then gloomy...
See in thine gentle pink, ribboned cap, so funny
Thee art. Whenever that Chubby Tot you mind,
Remember how Pretty forever Thou I find:
When a babe thou was... grown-up thee now art,
Daily Happy Birthday Thee live in mine heart,
Thee, Jewel, Tiny Tot, eternally there stay.
Be blessed for thine every smile... Do I pray...
Dad for ever. Fitiavana 2014.
... en... vieil anglais. Regards.