I’m not sure how it happened,
But you slipped in one day,
Became part of our family
And stole our hearts away.
With a mind of all your own—
You had your way of doing things,
Your memories of home.
Quite different did you view
The world about us and the things
We all thought we knew.
For meatballs and for pie,
You had different jokes you knew,
And things that made you cry.
Your songs we’d never sung.
Your traditions, too, were different,
And the things you did for fun.
Both the heart and mind,
And every day we share with you
More blessing true we find.
How much richer we have found
Our family has grown
Ever since you’ve been around.
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