Happy birthday once again, Daddy dear. April fifteen, And you’re not here to share it For you died so many years ago. (the year before we reached two thousand). But the fifteenth rolls around And somehow sounds a chord inside me. This year happens to be Pesach, Easter; Easy to remind myself. You would have been one hundred nine – Not unattainable As age today. But still you went celestially. I hope you’re happy As I wish you happy birthday anyway. So with a happy memory, I’ll say happy goodbye And start A hopeful, happy day.