Happy Birthday Jane

Bundle of joy with four legs

Cutest of footballs

Two years feels like a lifetime

What will three years old feel like?

Reaching the summit

Is pure exhilaration

I am still weary

From the journey to this point

But joy is what we all need

A year of new things:

Today, I razored my head,

Cancer wanted it,

I said, “take it!” on my terms,

Battle lost but not the war!