Jean, Jean

I'd like to introduce you to a girl I know.

Her name is Bertha Bonnie. Bonnie Jean.  Don't worry, she really is a lot funnier than she looks. Just go read her blog. She'll have you rolling.

It's her birthday today (okay, technically, one hour from now). She is just a little younger than I am. And, even though she doesn't look a day older than she is, it used to be that people always thought she was the older one, or that we were twins. I don't know, people may still think that, being she got married 10 years before I did, had 5 kids before I could even start on one, has more gray hair than I do, etc. That's okay, though. I don't mind looking younger.

It's a fortunate thing that she and I get to be sisters. Not only that, we are also friends. Sure, we may have had our squabbles when we were younger. I may have beat the tar out of her she may have beat the tar out of me a few times. I have the scars to prove it. It doesn't matter that she would steal my friends, or that I got asked as a sympathy date to my junior prom only because she wasn't 16 and couldn't go on a date with the guy who asked me when he really wanted to ask her. We're all grown up and past all that now. No hard feelings. Just to show you that there are no hard feelings, I want to give her a birthday tribute. I would like to dedicate this song to my sister, Bonnie Jean.

Jean, Jean, roses are red 
All the leaves have gone green 
And the clouds are so low 
You can touch them, and so 
Come out to the meadow, Jean 

Jean, Jean, you`re young and alive 
Come out of your half-dreamed dream 
And run, if you will, to the top of the hill 
Open your arms, bonnie Jean 

Till the sheep in the valley come home I don`t wait 
Till the stars fall around me and find me alone 
When the sun comes a-singin` 
I`ll still be waiting 

Jean, Jean, roses are red 
And all of the leaves have gone green 
And the clouds are so low 
You can touch them, and so 
Come into my arms, bonnie Jean 

All the hills are ablaze with the moon`s yellow haze 
Come into my arms, bonnie Jean 
Jean, you`re young and alive!!

Really, Bonnie. I just want to tell you how much I love you and hope that you have the best birthday ever. Thanks so much for the never ending laughs. I'm so glad we're sisters and friends.