It’s not often that I stop
to tell you what I think of you;
and still too seldom do I stop,
to try and see your point of view.
It seems not often that I listen
to the things you have to say;
or soothe the growing pains you feel,
and the stresses you convey.
So, I’m glad to take this time
to tell you that I’m always here;
and to tell you that I love you more,
through each and every passing year.