Sonnet 534

Happy Birthday my love where 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 shone.
That beam to braise the world in love’s sweet warmth
And rainbow hue the earth in kindness fair
That every heart so touched rise hope adorned,
Imbued in ardor yet beyond compare.
Of fondness blessed such purity of heart
By gentle grace could every soul confound
And so one form from others stand apart
Yet still embrace by omnibus renowned.
Now is a time to celebrate and sing
And may this praise in rhyme forever ring!

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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