Happy Birthday my love, for on this day
Marks still the time a precious soul was born
To grace the earth as though an errant ray
Of heaven’s light upon the earth was shown.
That beam to bathe the world in light so warm,
And rainbow hue the earth in kindness fair—
That every heart so touched rise hope adorned,
Imbued in ardor, yet beyond compare.
With fondness blessed and purity of heart,
By gentle grace that every soul confounds—
So one from all would rise and stand apart,
Yet still embraced—by all the world renowned.
Now is a time to celebrate and sing
And may this praise in rhyme forever ring!
© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.
