The autumn days dwindle
And we are together
As light as a feather
From when we first met.

A meeting that will be
And was
Is forever
As light as the feather
We’ll never forget.
And floating we shall be
And will be forever
And happy
Forever
In sweet minuet.

Happy birthday my darling,
The clouds
Break asunder
The sun pours its glory
And tells
Its sweet story
Of lovers just met.

Bruce Cooper