Before you were born, I thought I chose you.
When you took your first breath, I thought I made you.
As you skipped, climbed and jumped, I thought I kept an eye on you.
Over the years, I thought I sculpted you.
Before you were born, YOU were chosen for me.
When you took your first breath, YOU made me.
As you skipped, climbed and jumped, YOU had your eyes on me.
Over the years, YOU sculpted me.
with every year that grows in me,
YOU carve my heart with such precision and grace;
YOU transform even the ugly and chaotic into triumphs
Of beauty and bravery infused with love abundant.
Happy birthday, my jeweled crown.
May you live long.
May you live well
In the abundance of family love profound.
Art work by Anni Barsoum