It's your birthday,
It's time to celebrate,
Your smile is like a sun ray,
Our friendship is an open gate.
Your laugh is the best,
Better than the rest.
We do odd things together,
But as long as we're together,
I have fun.
Don't let anyone tell you that you are anything less than perfect.
You were made by God.
You were made the way you were supposed to be made.
You are one of the best people I know.
This is a short and corny poem,
But still,
With you,
I'm at home.
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