Happy fifty first birthday uncle,
Is what I wish I could say to you.
If you were here we would all hang out,
Mom would bake the cake for you.
I'd give you a great big hug,
tell you that you're an old man now.
You would laugh at my joke
And probably raise an eyebrow.
With a cheeky smile you'd say
"One day you will get old too"
I wish that this was actually
The day I'd have with you.
Instead it's just a fantasy
A daydream on replay.
And even though you're not here
I'll say happy birthday just the same.
Love you to the moon and back
And I miss you way past mars
I hope that you are enjoying yourself
As your spirit explors the stars.
🪐⭐️🌠🌌🌛🌕🌜☄️✨️💕
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 7:35 PM UTC
Happy fifty first birthday uncle,
Is what I wish I could say to you.
If you were here we would all hang out,
Mom would bake the cake for you.
I'd give you a great big hug,
tell you that you're an old man now.
You would laugh at my joke
And probably raise an eyebrow.
With a cheeky smile you'd say
"One day you will get old too"
I wish that this was actually
The day I'd have with you.
Instead it's just a fantasy
A daydream on replay.
And even though you're not here
I'll say happy birthday just the same.
Love you to the moon and back
And I miss you way past mars
I hope that you are enjoying yourself
As your spirit explors the stars.
🪐⭐️🌠🌌🌛🌕🌜☄️✨️💕
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