Happy Birthday

My friend told me to write about his feet. 

And the other about her birth. 

Well darling, I've known you since time began and we thought we were basketball pros. 

And then years passed and though the hoop remains the same, we do not. 

And finally we realized we suck at basketball and should do something else. 

It's been years and I've seen you grow up into a kind, beautiful, and loving person. 

And though I look down on you because of age, I look up to you more than you'll know. 

As for the man?

We met two years ago and all I've managed to learn is that you're sarcastic and fun to be around. 

And the other day you wore sandals and boyyy your feet were white. 

But that doesn't matter, 'cause it's not the feet that make the person. 

I hope I get to spend more than this one birthday with you, so that one day I may know what it is that makes you different from others. 

I wish you both, a very lovely day of birth.