Baby Birthday Poems | Examples
These Baby Birthday poems are examples of Birthday poems about Baby. These are the best examples of Birthday Baby poems written by international poets.
Keeto the apple of my eye,
Centre of attraction, smart yet shy,
The little diamond - handsome and naughty,
A new milestone- my baby prince turns 40!
Creeping into mom and my heart,
Always loved and admired though far apart,
Champion in golf, colorful in art,
Keeto! My little star is class apart!!
Full of empathy and very humble,
Smart and stunning, yet so simple,
With soft blue eyes that always sparkle,
With a cute smile he flashes those dimples!
Exemplary and radiant like the sun,
Keeto my precious gem is second to none,
Versatile and talented rolled into one,
Admired, cherished, adored & envied by everyone.
Born from my heart, to my mum he is a son,
Shining bright like the midnight sun ,
He is a superstar, pumpkin photo award he won,
He is extra ordinary , my scottish little one..
Reaching a new milestone, on a new journey he embarks,
Leaving his footprints on different landmarks,
With exuberance he defines benchmarks,
Well aware ,CEO position for him is earmarked
On his Ruby Jubilee today,
Mom and Rima from far away,
From our hearts where he stays,
We shout loud Keeto Happy Birthday!!!
One Year of You, Melissa
One year ago, the stars began,
And heaven said, "She is mine."
A small spark, a breath so new,
The world was brighter all for you.
Your giggles flower like morning sun,
Your eyes, two stars that brightly shine.
Each step you take, each sound you make,
Turns average days awake.
You've taught us love in its pure form,
In warm fingers and sleepy sighs.
One smile, a coo so soft,
The world seems new with you.
We have witnessed you grow, in wonder, in awe,
Each step taken in love and law.
From lullabies to weeping whines,
You've filled our hearts, you've filled our skies.
Here's to you, our birthday star,
Our miracle, just as you are.
May grace and happiness be with you,
With oceans broad dreams to chase.
A single candle today, but, oh, the flame
It shines hope, it whispers your name.
Happy birthday, little dove,
You are our world, our limitless love.
A whisper soft, a tender glance,
Like sunlight through the morning’s dance.
Your laughter sings, so warm, so bright,
A beacon in my darkest night.
Hand in hand, our hearts align,
Two souls entwined, a love divine.
Through every storm, through joy and pain,
I’d choose you, love, again… again.
Have you heard the story,
in all of it's fun and glory.
It is about a young girl named Lori,
she went with a boy named John Dory.
She went running to the lavatory,
was this going to become inflammatory?
Eating blue cheese and old pickles each day,
sitting by the bay.
Her boyfriend John Dory just wanted to play,
she kept saying no way.
Now on her birthday,
she is getting a baby not a blue jay.
It's my nephew's birthday
Kendrick by name to be precise
I feel excited and rejuvenated
His birth ignited my burning desire
Awakening my soul
Shifting my perspectives
Shedding old beliefs
He turned 1 year old today.
I admires his attributes
He smiles so bright
Naturally endowed with creativities
I wow and bow
"Whenever I watch his activities"
He's happy and optimistic
A wondrous baby, wunderkind I think.
He's differ but special, very unique.
Even at a very tender age,
He does and give what none can't
Get to know him and you'll see it's true
Wishing him a magnificent birthday
I pray his days on earth be glorious just as he's.
Happy womb escape day my amiable and affable nephew.
How then shall I show love for our sisterhood?
Our mother’s baby birthed on this joyous day
A festive time with wishes ‘happy’ and good
No balloon filled room, cake, gifts on display
Belief systems stand first it’s well understood
So, in all due respect and come what may
Just poetry for YOU showing how I care
Without words which may displease God, I share
Without salutary words which may offend
In toughest of times with me you’ve always been
Soulful eyes I’d run to, my hurt you’d suspend
One hundred, forty four thousand for heaven
My selfless sister shall be one in the end
Devotion has earned a palatial inn
Forever dwelling on a pure restored earth
A poem for you this day mother gave birth
Today, this of ours, arrives.
Fragile, nameless and, yet deeply adored.
Nine months of anticipation and care,
Culminate in this precious moment shared.
The first warm rays of a mellow sunrise,
Illuminate the face so pure and divine.
The sweet scent of daffodils fills the air,
As joyful tears and laughter echo off the pink plastered walls.
In this vivid, scent-filled room of delight,
Sweat-drenched adults beam with joyful light.
A new life stirs, and love overflows,
Radiating this precious moment shared.
brown baby born breach
in nineteen sixty seven
I’m a year older
A day like any other, yet so divine,
When you first breathed, and your life entwined with mine.
Years have passed, each moment a treasure,
Your growth and joy are beyond any measure.
From first steps to first words, I've watched you soar,
Each milestone is a gift I couldn't ask for more.
Your laughter, a melody that brightens my days,
Your curiosity leads you down in wondrous ways.
Today we celebrate not just your birth,
But the light you bring to this vast earth.
Your kindness, your spirit, your beautiful heart,
In this grand universe, you play a vital part.
Candles on cake, wishes whispered low,
Another year older, another chance to grow.
But know this, my darling, as certain as can be,
You'll always be that precious baby to me.
Your dreams are vast, your potential untold,
I'm here to support you, to watch you unfold.
On this special day, I just want to say,
I'm proud of you in every single way.
So blow out your candles, make a wish anew,
Remember always, my love for you is true.
Happy birthday, my daughter, my joy, my light,
May your year ahead be spectacularly bright.
The third of May
A long time ago
How can I forget the day
I had to sing hurray
To my beautiful baby twins
Kissing their cheeks is all I could all day
The scent of their tiny bodies blessed my soul
The sound of their cry almost made me run mad
But hugging them swallowed all worries
Seeing them grow was the wonderful story to tell
My neck grew long like that of the giraffe for pride
Even though my neck was long I couldn’t see the future
That on the same third of May I will be sleeping,
Sleeping in the cold lonely dark grave
Not able to see my beautiful baby girls grow,
Glow and grow into beautiful young ladies
Their happiness and greatness is my prayer from the eternal house.
In memory of our beloved Mom
My brother and I shared a bedroom
With cowboys on every wall.
Though we’re three years apart
Our connection did start
While our baby bro slept down the hall.
My memories don’t have much info
Of the time that we spent in that room,
But since we got along
I don’t think I’d be wrong
Saying we were content (I’d assume).
When the crib for our sib got confining,
Rooms were switched; gender came into play.
I would guess that our mother
Thought brother and brother
Would both take to the cowboy display.
So I got my own room, but I wonder,
Did I miss my first roommate a bit?
Maybe yes, maybe no;
It was so long ago,
But years later, I have to admit
That a kinship formed so very early,
If you’re lucky, holds fast in the heart.
For your birthday today,
Burt, though you’re far away,
Think of cowboys, where we had our start.
My delight at the day's summit
My strength when despair looms
My happiness in every season
My daughter, my life
The morning sun's gentle rise
The rainbow midday's grace
The stars in the night's embrace
My daughter, my everything
Your lullaby voice is sweet
Your coming is pleasant
Your presence, a breath of freshness
My daughter, my entirety
In the freezing night
In the cold world of mankind
In Mary’s warm arms
Laid burning love wrapped in flesh
An incinerating light
Happy Birthday to my baby brother, Sean!
Blessings for a wonderful birthday celebration and may you enjoy many more happy returns.
It's your birthday
By Michelle Morris
22/10/2023
It's your birthday
Today you're 51
But you'll always be the baby
No matter the years 'round the sun
It's your birthday
You've lived more than half your life
So much has happened
You've overcome each and every fight
It's your birthday
Time ticks on and on
Life, love and lessons
You're enjoying your own song
It's your birthday
Enjoy your special day
No matter what happens
Appreciate the grey
It's your birthday
Happy, happy days
May you blow out every candle
And have every wish you make
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Read, (pronounced RED
I Read, (pronounced Reed)
Follow's me, As I read;
I see, I see, I saw, something real;
No one knows but me and me;
He's is me and I AM HE;
I am whose I AM I read;
I dance love to dance;
As I dance love to dance;
I just dance;
Tra la la I sing;
Tra la la step by step;
With each and every breath;
I AM so bless, bliss;
This I know because God shown me;
I read, I sing I dance in mine white, pink N gold;
This ain't no happen chance;
I call on God and He always listens;
So I sing, I speak, I dance this I read
I am Cherish---
Beloved, to treasure Father's Mother's
Cherish
You are that eleven year old girl;
You is that baby girl;
Named of Cherish because you're 'Beloved" and "treasured-- a
You are Beloved a beautiful exclamation from Our Father above;
From sparkling diamonds to old riches,
you are the Father's Heart His Daughter Always Cherish;
Remember you're a fortune beyond your imagination we treasure;
U R Cherish