Birthday poems

Let’s face it. Every birthday is a “big” birthday in that there’s always great cause to let loose and celebrate. For a dear friend or family member, why just acknowledge their big day with a generic greeting card? Instead, give them a fun, loving, reference-filled and absolutely original birthday poem.

I’ve written all kinds of birthday poems for parents, children, friends and associates all over the world. Whether you’re surprising mom on her 90th birthday, celebrating a co-worker’s 50th or anything else, we’ll turn your stories into golden verse.


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Happy 60th Sam

Happy birthday, Doc,
Happy birthday, Dad
You’re a great OB-GYN
And the best father a girl ever had.

It’s hard to note that time does fly,
So far and fast, it’s clear;
Who could believe that dad
Is set to celebrate his 60th year?

Specially now because he’s better
Than ever, if you please;
With a brand new back from surgery
And two factory-fresh knees.

Dad cut a figure looking
Like a movie star, it’s true.
A South African Robert Redford
Who never missed his cue.

He’s quite the public speaker,
The star of social fests.
They love to hear his voice,
So glib – his speeches are the best.

Dad met mom in College,
U of Cape Town, ’65.
And ever since they’ve been as one
The happiest duo alive.

From those early days in Observatory,
To Transkei and right back.
We’ve had our fun, life in the sun,
And that’s a happy fact.

In ’76 to England
For one year, can’t you see?
It turned so great we stayed on late,
And one year spread to three.

We boated on England’s grand canals,
And camped across the isles.
Scotland was a real hoot’ mon.
Our family was all smiles.

Then back to good old Cape Town,
Dad’s in practice there,
He does his deliveries, bringin’ life,
While for mom, a remodeling flair.

Their home for twenty years now
Is lovely Dilston Lodge,
Where mom—when it comes to renovations
Is anything but a stodge.

She’s big in renting and house sales
And a success in every way.
Of course, to keep up on the books
Dad “works another day.”

Meanwhile dad is a master of neatness,
He’ll straighten up to the extra mile.
While mom’s approach is something else,
For her, it’s “file by pile.”

And dad is sad for distances
That keeps us so apart.
If Mohammed won’t go to the mountain,
Then the mountain better get a head start.

Now dad is really into golf,
He’s got, you see, great drive.
He loves life on those gorgeous links
It makes him feel… so alive.

So dad, on this, your birthday,
Just know I think you’re fine.
And like a crazy diamond,
I hope you’ll keep the shine.

’Cause all the world is lovely,
And like a piano, grand.
But it’s best of all, you know it,
To have you and mom close at hand.

So all my wishes to you
With birthday love for the ages.
Dad, you’re truly nature’s nobleman,
And one of the planet’s sages.

Happy birthday Carol

Carol, dear, I’ve said it,
You’re the Apple of my eye.
The core of my existence,
My sterling reason why.

We met working at Apple
Wasn’t it pure bliss?
Remember all the times we said
“We’re getting paid for THIS?”

The old days were a hoot, dear,
SO much blessed fun.
And then it all turned torrid
Under a San Diego sun.

Our romance is forever,
It was never just mere fleeting.
We knew it right away
At that Apple company meeting.

The tempo, it soared hotter,
Our first date we both got high.
NO, not to mean wrongdoings,
We went flying—in the sky.

We looped around the Bay Area,
Did doughnuts with pizzazz.
Carol loved that plane of mine,
Flew circles ’round Alcatraz.

’Course Apple was so good to us,
Gave us range, gave us motion.
Carol moved on to bigger fields
I stayed… and got a promotion.

Our marriage is a union
Of lots of mutual courses.
Among our very favorites
Is a bone deep love of horses.

We sealed it with a kiss,
Just like any couple oughter.
And the light of lights is ours, you know,
I mean our darling daughter.

Dear Kendra is a vision,
She really is the bes’,
A light in every way to us,
Truly, a Homecoming Princess.

Carol is my rock,
In so many ways I feel,
She’s a loving, caring mother
And above all else—so REAL.

We’ve traveled ’round the world, you know,
Africa, Peru, in style.
We had our greatest laugh
Colliding on the Nile.

But I tell you with our travels,
And everywhere we’d roam.
I’m at ease when I’m with Carol,
My heart is in our home.

And on this wondrous day
To celebrate her birth,
I’ll make a simple statement,
And say for what it’s worth:

Dear Carol, you’re the world to me,
You’re just the greatest wife.
Your birthday is most special
(Barry: raise a glass in toast and say the last line)
And I celebrate your life.

Love, Barry

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