Jerry Buckley

(08/07/1957 / Tennessee, USA)

Mon Aime


Happy Birthday to you, 'mon amie'
It's easier written down than said to wife
Happy Birthday to you every day
And to myself for being part of your life

Happy Birthday to you, 'desiree'
Shimmering brighter than Eiffel's twinkled lights
As years float by like barques on the Seine
My fondest and wildest dreams ring true this night

Happy Birthday to you, 'mon cheri'
My heart high-kicks in its cancan cabaret
Arms entwined we waltz the Champs-Elysess
Lifetimes come full circle in a single day

Happy Birthday from this 'Pope of Fools'
Your Quasimodo rings bells he cannot hear
This 'half-made' thief hoards his purloined jewel
My charming Esmerelda, I hold so dear

'Voice of One' @ Jerry Buckley

Submitted: Friday, January 20, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, July 10, 2012
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