One day and many years after your birth.

You my forest,
You my chocolate tree in the forest,
You my golden nest in the tree,
You my hot bathtub in the nest,
You the galaxies into the bathing,
you the light filtering, from branches above,
you the drumming, from dances below,
Happy belated Birthday You!
Sorry, no time to write you yesterday,
but I was spending 25 hours with you,
my forest.