Across the ocean's vast expanse, Where Scotland's fields of heather lie, A birthday blooms with quiet romance, Beneath the same bright, endless sky. Though miles apart, my heart is near, In whispers soft, my love is sent, I celebrate from afar, my dear, With every moment, every breath, content. In Scotland's ancient hills, you roam, With laughter shared, and smiles divine, While I in America, write this poem, To weave between us an eternal twine. So happy birthday, love of mine, May the stars above in chorus sing, In the harmony of hearts entwined, Our love forever winter, summer, spring.