We may argue and fight,
But when I am facing,
What I think is the toughest thing in the world.
It like you have a magic wand,
And make everything alright,
Days go by,
When me and Jessica seem to be arguing,
It seems like the squabbling goes on forever,
And I see that sometimes,
You just want to bang our bloody heads together,
I thank you,
For coming home after a hard day at work,
To put food on our plate,
I know sometimes It might not seem I like do,
But everything you have done for me,
I do appreciate,
I know it isn't easy,
To raise a girl and two boys,
But even when we was little you did your best,
To provide us with clean clothes and toys,
When anxiety had hold of me,
I take my hat off to you,
For being there,
Even when you felt like you couldn't cope,
You did your best,
And as you first son I am proud,
Because that's all you had to do,
To mum,
Happy birthyday,
And thank you,

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