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Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Donna, it's your birthday,

I love you more than ever,

Now I hope that I can write,

A poem for you that's clever.

That's really all I have to give,

I wish I had the money,

To buy you things that you deserve,

Like gold and diamonds, honey.

Every year I'm with you,

You grow more beautiful,

To my eyes and to my heart,

I'm still a love struck fool.

I hope that on your birthday,

Maybe in a year or 10,

We can take a trip to some place nice,

Somewhere we've never been.

We might travel down to Key West,

Or north for cooler weather,

It really doesn't matter,

If we are both together.

I love you on your birthday,

I love you every day,

And every single morning,

I bow my head and pray,

And thank God for the wondrous gift,

He's given me in you,

And Donna, my beloved,

I'm so glad you said "I do!"

This is the song Elvis sang at the birthday party in Blue Hawaii