. . . this blog's most faithful reader,
for being its 10,000th visitor.
And, in lieu of a prize (her idea, not mine), a poem:
You asked if you would get a prize.
Well, what you see before your eyes,
A humble rhyme of metered verse,
(The kind I often intersperse)
Is what I bring to mark this day.
A chocolate gift some might suggest
Or say that flowers would be best
But since to words this blog is prone
The prize consists of words alone
(And words don't melt or fade; they stay).
This little blog you love so well
Exists because I learned to spell,
And think, and read, and write -- from you
Who taught me what was right and true
(What water cannot wash away).
Congratulations! I love you, Mommy!