The icing on the cake,
The bow on the gift,
The wishes that you made,
The birthday songs,
All sing thanks to your
Mother Dear, the day
For her, you were born
surely must have been
a lovely morn,
Where the angels sat forlorn,
As you made them love lorn,
Knighted Capricorn!
happy birthday jathin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great Happy birthday poem, well rhymed