Double, double toil and trouble
Why must you irk me so?
I give and I give,
and I give and I give,
but somehow you just want more!
Be it cookies, or food,
or leg room, or toys;
you just do whatever your stubborn heart desires.
I’ll stay right here,
in my corner of the couch,
ready for whatever transpires.
Whether it’s muddy paws, or incessant barking;
stealing new pillows, or tearing up boxes,
I’ll always love you Rosee.
And if he’s lucky,
I know you’ll consider letting Simon in on the fun;
but only maybe, just maybe.
On this, the eve of her sixth birthday, I solemnly swear to always give up my seat on the couch for you little girl. May you stay happy and smiley, and bullheaded and stubborn for the years to come. Happy birthday Rosee!