There is but few, my Baby Boo,
With such rapport that I adore.
Yes, none so lovely, so sweet, so stunning,
So quite remarkably, completely loving.
These flowers, but tokens of my affection.
Their colors bright in love’s attention.
But though their stems falter, their petals fall,
Their token stays and bares withall.
Because the meaning it conveys
Is love unfeigned treasured always.
Happy Wonderful Birthday,
My Love!
