To Meredith

Are you?  

Are you?

Are you still  beautiful?

I bet you are.  

This post is dedicated to my dear sweet cousin, Meredith.  I first bonded with her when she was 7 years old and as cute as all outdoors.  She is beautiful now, a real Major League Babe -- or at least a Major League Babe-In-Training (look at her Mom to see where she is going).  Unfortunately, I can’t see that anymore.

Meredith is turning 15

She must be really blossoming

I bet she’s a real beauty queen

She grabs my heart, and I do sing:  

Obe-la-dee, obe-la-dye

Life goes on, sigh

Tho its passin’ me by

As I look back on a memory

Ah, I think of twinkle toe shoes

Hope you got ‘em under your tree

Obe-la-dee, obe-la-doees

Obe-la-dee, obe-la-dye

Life goes on, sigh

Tho its passin’ me by