You are a joy to me, child, a warm sun in an icy winter, a piece of eternity from my heart, and a support in my soul rhymes. I am a firm rock for you, from which you break your strength, a spring of love and a warm hand, in which I have hidden hopes. I wish you blue dreams, a golden sunrise and a sunset in purple, and whatever your heart decides, do it----because it is right. I wish you a bright destiny, your truth to stand up, in health, strength and in many summers, to create, burn and distribute. I wish you, son, love, only with it, you will be successful, please God for a ray of blessing, to protect you---even if you are wrong.
