Leo Onyemauche Ejesu,
On a day like this you were born
A fragile virgin child
Unto the overjoyed awaiting hands of your
Sweet and caring parents.
The joy of being born overwhelmed you
To shed tiny drops of joyful lachryma.
Look at what you have become today;
A blessing to your family and the world,
Look at the blessing you have afforded us
That came to know you!
Look at what you have become;
A full grown adult with needs and wants.
Now balloons and jingle bells are obsolete,
Money and material gifts won't be enough.
I don't have red ribbons to hang
Nor could I find red wild roses.
I can't summon the three wise men
To be by your side today,
But I wish you multiple blessings
And many more fruitful years ahead.
May your lack become your bountifulness,
May your curse become your blessing,
May your supposed tragedy turn to comedy
And your tears become laughter always.
Remember: a heart like mine cares too:
Happy birthday to you my good man.
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