Happy Birthday Poem by Temajung michael tanjang

It was in the early hours of the day
On a tuesday 24 years ago,
Though Raining cats and dogs,
Her cries still pierced the air.
For she was in agony.

Sooner than expected,
the baby's cries were heard,
He cried loud and long
For the Baby was a lad.

She was an ebony of noble blood
Whose beauty was gifted by aphrodite
She was as gently and meek as a lamb.Yes! ! She was indeed a lady.

The noble lady who bore the child, was my mother
The child born is Me
Though she sits out of Earth,
Never a day has she ceased being my mother.

Yes! ! ! Am 24. No big deal
God has done it again
Happy birthday Michael Tanjang
-Happy birthday to me