It was cold or may it was freezing
17th of may in the midst of spring
From side to side of the bed began the song
I can't tell how it was but it was a lovely song
There was splash of happiness from her face
And so much appreciations from his voice
Your parents were happy for their family brace
If they must forget things but 17th of may, is there to embrace
If the day catch you in the middle of a very busy street
Or in the heart of quiet dead forest
If the day find you rich or very thirst in the hot desert
Still you will have to blow candles right from the bottom of your heart
Because this day is the bench mark for your blessing
Even if your parents are very far away, still they love you darling
Since its only once a year, make it worth living
Dear Gladness, i wish you a heaven bounded birthday.
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