Once you were a spring in bloom,Now you creak like an old wooden room.Yet laughter lines your aging face,Embracing time’s…
As candles multiply, so do the laughs, Each wrinkle a tale, each crinkle a craft. Balloons may sag, but spirits…
Each year we add another candle to the cake, With laughter louder, and joints that ache, We celebrate the days…
As candles multiply year by year, And laughter lines start to appear, We celebrate with joy and cheer, This funny…
Another year has come and gone, My hair is greyer, my steps less strong. Yet laughter lines my face each…
As candles multiply upon the cake, And hairlines start to fade, We laugh at all the memories, That time has…