Sonnet CCXXIX

And now the day is young and filled with gentle snow,
the day aglow with celebration's happiness.
You're now sixteen! I hope your life is full of bliss;
from first to last, I hope your days are safe from woe.

The first I met you - in the caf - was long ago.
I don't remember why I was a bit amiss,
but all I do remember was the birth of this:
the friendship, love, and kind affection that I know.

And now we celebrate the anniversary
of when you entered into earth, so noisily!

Today you fill my life with endless cheer and joy,
with radiance and beauty, all of which are fair.
I cannot use my words to tell you what I dare,
but now, these words, for you - I hope - do not annoy.