In the garden where time softly treads, Blooms a joy as ancient as bones unsaid— My wife, expectant, and life anew, Celebrates her birth, where wonders grew. Her laughter echoes like a raptor's call, In this Jurassic world, her grace enthralls. For in her heart, a world begins anew, Hatching gently, like morning dew. She bears a smile, a true "dino-mite," With each step, an era of delight. In her embrace, prehistory uncoils, A life’s novel chapter, rich with new spoils. Happy birthday, to my love so fine, You're the mother'saurus, and joy's grapevine.