Now you have made a great day.

As sleep draws curtains over Cassie’s mind

Sweet and lasting things are left behind

And settle in her heart. Late day

And slumber see our sweet girl’s life

A little richer forever; my dearest wife

My Allie, mother of our birthday child

So practised in the science of the heart

These lessons in tenderness are filed

Away in my heart too: I learn your art

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