Bright and beautiful smiles this day...
With splendours of pleasure and glory,
When God retired to His box of creativity and
Deep in reasoning he went yoga
Only to awake in time with a thought...
A thought of you.
To work He went...
And when He rested his hands...
The glimpse of your presence
Became an awe to the universe...
I could hear the Angels resound their trumpets of praise
The Seraphs polishing their golds of honour
And the Maker Himself smiling.
I could see nature flowing evergreen
The universe measuring in wonder
Of this awesome Creature that even the Maker ponder..
And all these they do, is just a wish to say
HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful and lovely birthday poem, Okoronkwo. Thanks for sharing