In the glow of thirty-two candles' light, Babe stands tall, an emblem bright. My headache fades with a warming smile; Hater's whispers fade into the miles. Stand-up man, you grace the floor, A genuine soul, one to adore. Through laughter and tears, my heart's own song, You're my person, where I belong. In your eyes, the world feels right, A birthday wish, sweet and light. Against all odds, love's embrace, In my heart, you've found a place.