Twiddling my fingers, don’t know what to write,
Especially as you’re over the horizon and outa sight
What will I do, what can a say………
I guess I can start, with happy birthday!

I tried, but found it a little bit hard,
To find and post you a birthday card.
So a poem instead I decided to write,
And plan to send with love on a magical kite.

Now I’m doing well & is on a roll,
But still feel like a man applying for parole
Wish I could magically transport myself over there
In order to look over the counter, with a shy little stare

This day should be special and end with some flair,
People around you, with party hats that care.
When the clock at twelve will strike,
I better find you singing, as if you had a mike.

The song should be jolly and a little bit gay,
Loud as hell, screaming it’s my birthday!

This poem is written/submitted by Christiaan de Wet.

I hastily tried to search online,
For the perfect birthday rhyme.
But couldn’t find a suitable poem,
And just decided to make up my own.

You’re cute and cuddly, just like a doll,
I just want to grab your hand and go for a stroll.
Actually just teasing! I think you’re pleasantly mature,
And even find that u’ve got a certain mysterious allure.

Birthdays can sometimes be a little drab, I’m sure,
But can be fixed with laughter, it’s the only cure!
You’re rare and a little eccentric,
An awfully cool friend, for a chick!

I wish you a super fabulous birthday,
And hope there is a hundred more, everyone more special than today.

This poem is written/submitted by Christiaan de Wet.