it is your birthday.
it is a day of birth and new living,
it is every hour
full of sweetness
Most of the time hard work goes into berries,
yes you, my friend who is a boy,
are sweet naturally - without effort.
It is only picking yourself off of the branch,boxing yourself,
travelling to all these new places,
to get the best of your fruit,
that is h a r d.
but you are naturally sweet.
When you get to your destination
no fake sugar to decorate you,
nothing is needed.
you are dessert,
and you have been through so many
knives and forks.
today is not your empty plate,
you have simply saved the best till last.
I love you, always have,always will.
my favourite meal,