Oh be the bless with all that Heaven can send,
Long Health, long Youth, long Pleasure
with those mankind's world admire,
Riches that more, and Vanities that tire.
With added years if Life bring new,
Some joy still gains, as each vain year runs grow,
And all we gain, some sad Reflection more;
Is that a Birth-Day? 'tis alas! too clear,
Let Joy or Ease, let Affluence or Content,
And the gay Conscience of a life well spent,
Calm every thought, inspirit every grace.
Glow in thy heart, and smile upon my face.
Let day improve on day, and year on year,
Without a Pain, a Trouble, or a Fear;
Till Death unfelt that tender frame, some soft Dream, or joy,
Peaceful country with work hard Mr. President,
And wake to in a Life to come
to August 4 2016 - A happy birthday fifty five
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I would like to translate this poem
yes we have to praise Obama for his hard work and for all his achievements........ thank you for this poem.