Dear Corbyn,
Is it that time again?
Birthday time for you! Well dear son how I see you have grown over this last year.
Last year you were still a little boy, baby face and everything. This year you are growing in all ways and losing that round baby face.
If I could describe you in one word, what would it be?
You have so many amazing and interesting qualities.
Such a brave but gentle boy, an active but cuddly boy, full of mischief and inquisitiveness, but so caring and thoughtful of others.
What word could sum up all your qualities, of which I have not named all?
I guess the only word that comes to mind is..........Corbyn!!
Because this seems so appropriate for you in many ways :
When I was one,
I had just begun.When I was two,
I was nearly new.
When I was three,
I was hardly me.
When I was four,
I was not much more.
When I was five,
I was just alive.
But now I am six,
I'm as clever as clever.
So I think I'll be six
now and forever. A. A. Milne
All our love always,
xxxxxx oooooo
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