Happy Birthday
Carla dear.
A toast !! So let us
raise a beer,
or better still,
a fine champagne
to celebrate
your sweet, urbane
and very friendly
nature. True.
The World's a nicer
place with you.
Another year
with which we're graced
with those bits
so neatly placed.
The hair so light
and fine and straight.
Those eyes which brightly
radiate
an inner warmth;
an inner fire.
Hymns from an
Angelic Choir
seem so softly
to arise
in the presence
of this prize.
But can that really
be your age ??
You jest, for surely
I would wage
the answer would be
some years less.
Clearly that
would be my guess.
Thirty-ish,
or there about.
Thirty-ish,
without a doubt.
For how could Carla
be much more ??
That inner confidence
wherefore
knowing that
she has no fears
from the toll
of passing years.
And so another
birthday files
slowly past....
and Carla smiles.
Happy Birthday
Carla dear.
Best wishes....with
a mighty cheer.