I'm writing this on my phone, so chances are this will probably won't be good enough.
I mean, you obviously deserve better than some sort of crappy half rant in autocorrect lingo.
But I really need to say this.
And by this, I mean...well...this.
I hope it turns out well.
To My Dear Friend December,
I hope the sun always shines for you.
You're really such a sweet person,
And do so many things I couldn't do.
How do you put up with the pressure?
How can you work so hard?
The answer to that I'll never know,
But I am a man, er, girl, of many ways
And I do know one thing:
To my dearest December
My lovely mouse
You are so much more
Than what you think you are.
You work so hard
And you try so much
You've proven yourself to be more
Than just well enough
You are so well written
And terribly sweet
You who are broken glass
Shines brightly like a painted mosaic
So as I sit on my cushy throne
And I ponder the meaning of life
I'll gladly get off my tushy
To give some relief
You're apart of the OT
Truly one of us
And To My Dearest December,
One of those who deserve love
I just want to say
You'll always have a home in us...
Yeah. Dece, you're a really thoughtful and hard working person, and I really like having you on the OT.
I know you'll go far in life. It's written in the stars.
Sincerely from the bottom of my hearts,
Originally published on October 4, 2013.