When mama switches off the light, You’ll still be four years old tonight.
But from the very break of day, Before the children rise and play,
Before the darkness turns to gold, Tomorrow you’ll be five years old!
Five kisses when you wake.
Five candles on your cake.
Five years of this golden boy. He told me the other day that he loves me “Fifty one hundred up past the planets as far as Saturn” and that’s funny because it’s just how I love him.
I’m so excited to see the person he is becoming but I’m going to miss the sweet, fiery, giggly four-year old Ben and I have been lucky enough to know.
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