Good morrow to the golden morning, <br />Good morrow to the world's delight— <br />I've come to bless thy life's beginning, <br />Since it makes my own so bright! <br />I have brought no roses, sweetest, <br />I could find no flowers, dear,— <br />It was when all sweets were over <br />Thou wert born to bless the year. <br />But I've brought thee jewels, dearest, <br />In thy bonny locks to shine,— <br />And if love shows in their glances, <br />They have learn'd that look of mine!<br /><br />Thomas Hood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/birthday-verses/
