Good morning, Happy Birthday, Andrea—three ways! Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
Wishing you a very Happy Birthday, Andrea.
May your special day be all about you!
❤️Sioux and John