I haven't gold <br />to make this day so bold <br />but 'cos you are my love <br />on your birthday <br />i send to you this, the fairest dove <br />bringing so much songs your way. <br /> <br />Though has no lights my car <br />always shall be led by your star <br />and though not inces i thee bring <br />but a ring with which your king <br />i seek to be, no more to stray <br />a pledge fit only for your birth day <br /> <br />With rays of hope flicking in the sky tiny star lighting way up high <br />and all across the land dawns a brand new morn' <br />drying the tears of those who mourn <br />filling them with joy to say <br />happy birth day <br /> <br />it brings even the saddest to the party <br />even at dusk no gets scary <br />for there are hopes of meeting with ferries <br />at parties to end their worries, <br />oh, birth days what an awesome day <br />though its but one a year, your birth day. <br /> <br />you may not lots of presents <br />but will always remember some presence <br />with whom you acted as witches <br />praying your wishes <br />of every day <br />being your birth day<br /><br />Eric Ekinde<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birth-day-7/
