In the vibrant dawn of forty-four, Yasmin blooms, a friend adored, Her laughter, a gentle, joyful roar, In every word and joke explored. With kindness like the sun's embrace, And wisdom's light in every grace, A psychologist's perceptive trace, Guiding souls to brighter space. We toast to humor, warmth, and cheer, A best friend who brings us near, In whispers kind, she drowns each fear, A guiding star, forever dear. On journeys marked by needle's thread, Each step with courage, she has tread, A tale of strength and goals ahead, In every dawn, new dreams are fed. So here's to Yasmin, through the years, Through laughter, love, and happy tears, In the circle of her cherished peers, Her heart, the song each spirit hears.