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A Daughter's 18th Birthday Poem
Seasons come and seasons go
Through autumn’s leaves and winter’s snow
Sweet as summer berries you
A fresh spring breeze you carry through.
Though time flies fast, the passing years
Have bought us laughter, joy and tears
And now at last our daughter dear
Has reached her special 18th year.
So with all the love we feel inside
And all a mother and father’s pride
...Tuesday 24th May 2022 12:13 pm
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