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Husband Birthday Poems | Husband Poems About Birthday

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Details | Free verse |


She didn't remember who I was
But it didn't really matter
Her eyes lit up like sunshine
Each time I entered the room
as if we were long lost friends

She'd say, "Oh! Please, sit a spell",... and I would grab a chair...
I would hand her the bag, and she would peek inside.
She wore her smile like a happy child.
Cookies !...."Oh my! My favorite kind!"

One would think it were a pot of gold.

As we chatted, she told me her about her birthday.
"December 19th!", she would remind me..
Forgetting that just the day before
we had celebrated,  and even more.

She said...."Oh,..let's have a party!"
Everyone knew that this lady loved a party.
And I replied, "Of course!"

"I must be going!", she suddenly said 
Said again, with a worried brow...just as she fretted the day before..  
"The girls will be home from school!"
She looked around for her purse.
"I have three girls, you know,.....they will be coming home from school."
She repeated once more...."I have three daughters, you know."

I told her the girls will be fine...and that I'd like to visit a little longer.
That seemed to calm her.  "Have you seen my ring?"..
She held her blue veined, withered hand high in the air for me to see.
A flash of glitter graced her finger, sparkling just like the stars in the sky.
"My husband gave it to me.  It was a Valentine surprise!" she said. 
"He was a rascal, you know!"

"Oh,...it's beautiful, Irene"...I responded. 
"Did you know", she smiled again...."this was a Valentine surprise!"...?
"My husband gave it to me"

Finally,  it was time for me to leave.  I got up to say goodbye.
"Would you mind giving me a ride?" she said.
...."The girls will be coming home from school!"
I told her I would check on her girls...not to worry.
And then I told her I would be back again tomorrow..

"I have a birthday coming", she said....December l9th!! Did you know?"
Once more...I said..."Yes...we will have a party"....
"Did you see my ring?"..."My husband gave it to me on Valentines, it was a surprise!"

And I said..."It's lovely Irene....as lovely as the stars in the sky"
As lovely as Irene....
Goodnight Irene goodnight....the stars will shine brighter tonight,...
Stars always shine brighter in December........

Goodnight Irene, goodnight....


Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009

Details | Light Poetry |


I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |


Where would I live if I were richest, and had all the money in the world?
Outside the square box, where no doors exist, and locks will never block
My entrance or exit, without four walls or framed bricked structure this
Is where I’d live and do now!
Again I’m asked where this address is, what fancy abode or country,
This location the French Rivera, or maybe even the city of romance Paris?
Nope none of these places will do for the likes of me, my substance 
Is worth more than glitz’s and glamour allow, after all am I not
The richest person in the world?
I live within the valley of the thunder storms heartbeat, where flesh
And bone melt together as one unit, here passions lightning collide
Against the rocky torrent of desires epic flame,
 Never to be extinguished or dowsed, by emotions ocean of doubt
Or regret!
But again these outsiders ask me once more but where, we’d like
To know, for we’ve never heard of such a place, give us the answer
To this riddle of yours Madame, for you are the richest person on
Earth the world must have the answer, as the paparazzi flash
Their gossiping, chattering, Cameras!
But these hungry mongers will never know the truth of the matter
At hand, for they’ve never experienced truth wealth of feeling,
Or valued anything but the almighty dollars golden card, of worthlessness!
Oh what an empty world, do these poor souls exist upon, a baron plain of
Dancing dollar signs, where false illusions seem real or tangible to the
Touch, but in reality are delusions images melting away, as time fades
The fame to the beauty factor unto nothing remains at all!
Nay I’m here in reality’s penthouse on high, beyond the fake staining of the
Smoke and mirrors game being played below, in this devotional residence
Without numbers!
For again the question was and is where would I live, if I had all the money
In the world, I’d live within the heart of this man whom dwells beside me,
He who’s sacrificed all for me, loved me always through thick and thin,
My shoulder of endurance and tenderness!
For what is true wealth my friend, but love itself my world begins
As his eyes open in the morning light, and ends when his close at night’s
Final twilight hour, where do I live within this man whom loves me!

NOVEMBER 11, 2015


Copyright © cherl dunn | Year Posted 2015

Details | Acrostic |


Humanitarianism, humility...be your professed mien, Hajiah.
Although sceptics abound everywhere with satirical sarcasm,
Project a sanguine character, prophylaxiating stray focusedness;
Perhaps all their perspiration will drain in the sewage of oblivion.
Yours will be coveted excellence on your path to professionalism.

Banality is the bane of life vis-a-vis the hereafter.
Indeed, even you’d cast preference on the inexhaustible eternity.
Rue you shall not for sardonic conceit in your benign character
Till you reach the peak of your professional career, against all odds.
Happy birthday should not be excepted from this didactic acrostic, 
Dear, and healthiness, long life and progress—all constitute my wishes.
As you continue to lead a modest life deserving of emulation, 
You shall be elevated to desired heights till you sight your expectations.

Copyright © Aliagan Abdulrahman | Year Posted 2015

Details | Quatrain |

For Your Eyes Only

They said we'd never make it
They said we would not last
And though we've had it rough, dear 
For us, the dye's long been cast

They don't seem to understand it
They don't have a single clue
That though we have our problems
There is a magic glue

A glue so rare and precious
A glue so exquisitely fine
Forged out of our young love
Making you forever mine

We have a precious daughter
She is the forever bond
The union of our souls is she
Of whom you are so fond

Today as I watched you sleep
I longed to kiss you awake
With passion dipped words to say:
“Wake up, sweet love let’s make!”

And so I teased and I pleased you
Laid your head on my bare breast
I smiled at myself for I knew
That would bring on all the rest

I was not disappointed
You made me scream and sign
With techniques tried and true
You took me to the heavens high

And now you're getting older
You're climbing the ladder of time
Remember when you're old and grey
I'll still think you are sublime! 

Eileen Manassian Ghali

A Little Background:

I wrote this some time ago for my husband, but I added to it to post it today. I met him when we were twelve, he asked me out at 14, I accepted him at 17 when I came back from the States, I married him at 26.  We were neighbors, but our families were rivals of sorts. Regular Montegues and Capulets. His parents threatened to disown him if he married me. He was willing to go through the risk. This explains the beginning of the poem. It's been twenty years now. We are still together. The Title of the poem, a song by Sheena Easton, was "Our SONG."

Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |

The Unforgettable Birthday

My ex's birthday will be forever etched in my brain,
Memories of celebrating each year with lobster and champagne.
It's a date today in my mind I wish I could erase,
But it's in my heart unbidden, and has claimed a space.

Copyright © Brenda McGrath | Year Posted 2016

Details | Dramatic Verse |

To Robert, Former Husband, on His 69th Birthday

"We walk a journey--where, we do not know,
nor do we wish to know how hard the way --
The dark, the light, the nigh,
The dawn of day
Equally a mystery,
and so
We walk a journey --
we do not know."

"But though with smiles or tears
we pass this way,
how few do rise against the flow,
defy the day, and dare the night,
with wings widespread, in breathless flight
above the void, though but to die --
I laugh, and scorn the bitter night--
I go where few have dared to go--
what you 
could never know."

Copyright © Judyth Vary Baker | Year Posted 2011

Details | Narrative |


When I was 19 in the year 1978 my husband bought me
my first birthday cake ever.My babies were there and my
mother-n-law and all her kids.The cake was white frosting
and 19 pink roses they added 19 candles.

When they sang Happy birthday and the candles were lite
my husband said"oh my thats a big fire"and begin to laugh so hard
he lost his breath but soon was ok.At that moment I began 
to cry and then my husband said"hey why the tears".

I said"this is my first birthday cake ever" the love I felt that
day I'll never forget.He's bought me a birthday cake every
year since then.Thats why this is my happiest day of my life.
                            Teresa Skyles

Entered in Carol Brown's"THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE"contest

Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

Birthday Poem

Birthday poem

I'm not sure you quite understand
How I still flutter at the touch of your hand
You take care of me every day
And love me in every way
If only you knew how you make me feel
You make me laugh and help me to heal
Always thoughtful and giving
You work hard for our living
You make me so proud every day
So I just want a second to make sure I say...
Thank you so much for being my man
And for trying to fix me as hard as you can
So on the day of your birth, let's celebrate
So lucky to have you as my best mate

Copyright © Victoria Payne | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Today is Your Birthday

Today is your birthday down here on Earth
Is it the same in heaven
Have you gotten older or
Are you a child once again

Today is your birthday
Wherever you are 
Are you safe from danger
With an angel by your side

Today is your birthday
Why did you have to go
Your little boys miss you
Do you feel it too

Today is your birthday
I hope you have peace
Where you are now
Nothing should hurt

Today was your birthday

Copyright © linda martens | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |

Happy Birthday My Love

Wishing on your birthday I could hand you the moon,
And be able to promise you that everything will be perfect real soon!
Wishing I could give you a handful of stars from up above,
And that I could give you everything you've ever dreamed of!
Wishing I could give you a world full of love & peace,
And that I could promise you no more worries & forever set your mind at ease!
Wishing I could give you everything you've ever dreamed of or could ever desire,
But I'm afraid all I have to give is my heart & soul with the promise it'll never-

Copyright © Cathleen Still | Year Posted 2006

Details | Acrostic |

Joy Brought By Her Husband

J-oy brought by her husband
U-shers her to ecstasy; 
D-ay twenty-three of September
Y-earns to give great glory.

G-ladness brought by her husband
A-dds to the amount of mirth; 
L-etting all the throes turn
I-nto fun caused by birth.
C-heer brought by her husband
H-as remained in her heart; 
A-fter the sadness is over, loneliness also falls apart.

E-xcitement brought by her husband
S-tarts to create the thrill; 
P-leasure replaces the woes
O-f the night's coldest chill.
S-atisfaction she really feels as the spouse holds her hand; 
O-pening her life and soul to the joy brought by her husband.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017

Details | Couplet |

Delta Blue

Delta Blue                                                                                               

Dear Barbara,

When you were born in the Southern land, God had already devised a beautiful plan.  I was born in the land I call Delta Blue, Just North within a hundred miles of you. Delta Blue created songs of pain and sadness. People worked hard there and had little rest.  Before you arrived, mother gave birth to me just six months ahead. I never knew that some day you and I would wed. But here we are sweetheart on your birthday, 2000 miles from Delta Blue, still trusting God to lead and show us the way.
By your side is where I stand, With love from your husband. 03102017FB; cj  PS

Copyright © curtis johnson | Year Posted 2017