The candles on the cake grow more each year,
Yet laughter lines appear without a fear.
We count them up like rings upon a tree,
Each one a tale of life’s sweet comedy.

Remember when your hair was brown and lush?
Now silver strands bring wisdom with a hush.
A wrinkle here, a giggle there, we see,
The years have brought us endless jubilee.

Glasses perched upon your nose, just right,
To read the menus under dim café light.
The stories shared grow grander every day,
As memories dance in a merry ballet.

So here’s to you, with humor shining bright,
Embracing every age with pure delight.
With every birthday, we cheer and toast,
To the years ahead, and those we love the most.