April 9, 2011 - Happy Birthday, son.

Count the campfires by glowing flames,
never by the ashes that fall.

Count your days by the golden hours,
don't remember clouds at all.

Count the night by stars,
not shadows.

Count your life by smile
s,
not tears.

And with joy on every birthday,
count your age by friends, not years.

I love you.

Dad