You've always treated me like a brother
My uncles are like no other.
I am glad to hear that your life is progressing,
Not by being silent, but speaking up the feelings you are possessing.
We had many struggles, a reflection of the past.
But we would still have fun, the grudges wouldn't last.
Now you're getting older, bigger, and the hair is turning gray.
And remember I'll always be here if you have something to say.
Now, make a wish!
Happy Birthday!

1993

Jason Summers

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/happy-birthday-48/