Today you turned your second year and I held you to the sky, I’m not sure which shines brighter at least upon my eyes, they say the southeast is rainy but with you, it’s always bright…
The joyful laughter and shining grin are a welcome sound and sight, you keep me young as through your eyes I get to view this land, you grow so fast not just a babe, but a stalwart little man…
Just come along and follow son, I will show you what I know, until the day you take the lead and I will follow where you go…
Thus the torch passes from father to son, may it always continue so…
