It’s the day of your birth,

and you are worth the world to me

for what it’s worth.

Your last birthday before we wed,

on FriYAY nonetheless, blessed,

from the moment you rise, open your eyes, when this gets read, to when you

extend yourself to the world,

and then you put head to bed.

I’m so happy you were born.

I’m so happy that we met.

the me who had given up believing to be in love or having it is torn, for you are a dream and you’re real, I haven’t ever had that yet. As Ben says “You put the shine in my sun” and I’ll bet everything I have or will ever get, that we lead a life none will too soon forget. I just love you. Deal.

You are my Life. Happy Birthday!


Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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