Written By: Yours Truly, Age 11 (Found this in a memory box while looking for my old work ID.)
At Age One – Gives me hugs and lots of loves
At Age Two – Tries to keep up with me and all I do (This is kind of saying sorry for the fork I stuck in your head)
At Age Three – Stayed up with me till I was fast asleep
At Age Four – Ouch! I ran into the door!
At Age Five – Got me all set for Kindergarten (I know you were trying to be brave)
At Age Six – You taught me all my numbers and letters
At Age Seven – You survived those awful questions. “Can I get my ears pierced?” “Why can’t I sleepover?” “How come every other kids parents let them do what they want?” Don’t tell me, I know the answer – “Nothing is ever fair”
At Age Eight – You taught me what was right from wrong PS: Don’t worry I”ll get it sometime
At Age Nine – Everything was fine! Because of you
At Age Ten – You were there through thick and thin.
At Age Eleven – What can you do? Except love me.