Saw you and heard you through my door today while doing some

things. Running up and down the grass trying to catch a butterfly.

Tripping and falling and your little brother helping you to get up.

Temperature being high, and you waddling in that little plastic

circular container. Saw your Mommy giving you a glass of lemonade.

Your laughter was as loud, as a cannon of happiness.

Usually…I…am not keen on hearing loud children. Honestly.

But listening to only you was just right.

No, it doesn’t bother me to see you running and playing and laughing.

I celebrate it. I was a loud naughty boy once myself. I think even

obnoxious. Well…that was a long time ago. And yet…don’t know for

sure how annoying I still am. Maybe a lot. But that’s different story.

May you be happy, happy many many times as today.

Be careful not on tripping on the grass.

Ernesto Onofre