Strutting through life, playing ivories in an enchanted
mind, filled with music and melodies.
Tranquil and full of peace as she breezes through her
birthday without anyone celebrating her special day.
Only past and present writers of musical scores, as she
plays her keyboards for others on her day.
Within this little poem are all the wishes in the world,
sending their best through a friend - a poet - who
stepped into her life for a while.
Happy Birthday, Peggy, you are always in my heart, my
friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem