Lingering memories about this special little boy,
Seems he was born to bring others joy.
Dragging around Teddy bear, as he got a little older,
And escorting pretty girls as he got a little bolder.

This guy is a wonder, with a heart of gold,
Give you the shirt off his back, even if he went cold.
Always a sparkle, in his loving dark eyes,
Sometimes I wonder, who made him so wise?

I hope this birthday that he will surely know,
Even if we don't visit much, we still love him though.
As a little baby, and even now, he's everyone's pet,
Don't think he knows it, he's not on to us yet.

But he's so cheerful and loving, always so kind,
Hoping this birthday, many blessings he'll find.
Lord let his birthday be filled with joyful bliss,
And may all his days, be filled with much happiness.

Happy birthday Harold, and many, many more,
Til we meet Mama and Daddy on that beautiful shore,
I know they must be watching, and sending lot's of joy,
To this, their wonderful, birthday boy.

Written by Pearlie Duncan Walker on November 10, 1999

Dedicated to my brother Harold Duncan
For your birthday November 11, 1999

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