"A gentle touch, of the tender crisp air
Does make dance, your lovely black hair.
Before the sun does himself rise,
A dewdrop touches your lips to say "O lovely Arise".
To greet the day, the garden does bloom,
To enlighten effulgence, your heart's cozy room.
And as you bathe, flowers do shower,
With fragrance so sweet, from heaven's enchanted bower.
At noon, the sun does smile with care
And shatters the chill, your joy to share.
It hears your heart's lyrical cadence,
And makes love overflow, in unending affluence.
At dusk, the waves rise and fall in gay,
The best to wish you on this wonderful day.
Nightingales sing a lullaby, for the night
And pray for in your life, unending light."
A message this friend unable to say,
In Nature, through Nature, As Nature does say
'HAPPY BIRTHDAY'
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