In the land where eucalyptus weaves, A gifted healer's heart believes, On this day, twenty-five will rise, A daughter beneath the Southern skies. Ranithi, with hands that mend, Far from where the coconut trees bend, Her first birthday, distant, yet near, In melodies her soul finds cheer. Australia's soil beneath her feet, Yet in her heart, Sri Lankan beats, A dance of cultures, vibrant and free, Notes of music, her symphony. Though ocean's stretch and time may part, In the rhythm of life, she's a work of art, A cherished daughter, wise and true, Happy birthday, Ranithi, to you.