The golden trumpets of Daffodils in velvet array
Swayed to the rhythm of a soft, summer day.
They leaned to the breeze with a secret to share,
While a robin’s sweet night-song hung in the air.
The chorus sang out of a "title" brand new"
A herald of joy that was coming with you.
Then morning arrived with a shimmer of lace,
As sunbeams spilled over the garden’s green face.
The scenery was set, like a stage for a king,
To welcome the wonder that your life would bring.
And oh, you were precious, a sight to behold,
With a beauty and sweetness that never grows old.
Today you are gentle, a soul kind and wise,
With the love of all nature clear in your eyes.
Whether crafting new worlds in a Minecraft domain,
Or excelling at tasks with your brilliant brain,
There is nothing, dear grandson, you cannot achieve—
You’re a marvel of talent, if you just believe.
Our love for you stretches past horizons unseen,
Far deeper than oceans, more vibrant and green.
On this peaceful birthday, let happiness bloom,
Like the yellow trumpets that chased away gloom.
May your years be as many as stars in the blue—
Happy Birthday, dear one; we are so proud of you!