Prose Poem № 111438
happy birthday
Two words to mark the passing
Of yet another year
Of someone who is precious
So warm, and yes so dear.
You brought to me the joy
Of childhood and life,
When everything at the time
Was filled with undue strife.
When my own kids were growing up
To them you were so kind
A thought, a prayer, a nice word
Were always brought to mind.
How can I ever repay you?
With these words so simple two
All the love that you have given
I can only give back to you.
Happy birthday seems so simple
But it brings my heart to sing
That every day in every way
You are my everything.
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