A friend of mine is going through a rough patch right now and I wanted to do something to cheer her up. The poem on top is just printed and laminated. It says:

Theres no mountain too high For a family like yours Exhausted, youre carried, Like a child on dads shoulders.

The weariest one held up high With the sun on his face Theyll be a time for each one Carried in anothers embrace.

To each other hold tight During times of great doubt Youll be amazed that, with family, All things will work out.

Theres no mountain too high For a family like yours.

Butterscotch spice cake with cream cheese buttercream filling and icing. Ribbon roses.