Three Little Birds

Rise up this mornin’.
Smiled with the risin’ sun.
Three little birds pitch by my doorstep.
Singin’ sweet songs…
…of melodies pure and true.
Sayin’…
“This is my message to you.”
Don’t worry about a thing.
‘Cause every little thing is gonna be alright.
Baby boy, my head can’t wrap around the idea that you’re now officially 2 years old.
Let’s face it, you hit the terrible twos around 18 months and it’s all been a d

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Mother, wife, pet owner, ninja.
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One Response to Three Little Birds

  1. Oh, Gabey! Happy birthday, little dude. It seems like only yesterday your mom was texting me the news and we both stared at the phone in horror. Perhaps we already knew what kind of evil genius would be unleashed. IT'S ALLLLL FOR YOUUUUU, GABRIEL!

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