A joy rings out, throughout, <br />family, neighbourhood and clan, <br />'thou art here', born, now, <br />joy is ours. <br />No matter sometimes that lifes' <br /> uphill climb like, hardrock scree <br />and seeming slide. No matter, <br />the peak that love shows is <br />there. No matter. <br />That thread of love, <br />upon the spindle weaves <br />a spool of cloth, a garment warm, <br />knowing that spool and spindle <br />bring a tapestry of delighted song, <br />a heart, shaping love, and <br />being shaped, the garment warms, <br />with color and delight. <br />and joy rings out, of happy heart <br />upon this birthday song. <br /> She is here and happy we, <br />that she is born, <br />and happy birthday.<br /><br />Bernard Kennedy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-birthday-celebration-2/
