.Birthday Poems

To my dad on his day,
Of whom I am a living will:
May your happiness fulfill
Your goodness, as is just and right.
Deeds are seeds upon the night
As wind and wonder have their way,
Delivering the destined light.

For you, my love, the happiest of birthdays!
Let this be a day your soul shall sing,
Rejoicing in the pleasure that this one day
Must to all who love you surely bring!
You, who give so much, should now be taking
What affection a poor soul can show.
Understand this little fuss I’m making
Is only what one mortal can bestow,
Touched by love too beautiful to know.

How Can I Make This Time of Telling Special

How can I make this time of telling special
When I tell you that I love you every day?
How can I tell you that you are my angel
When you know you are my angel anyway?
I love you more on this, your day of birth,
Than on the day we married, long ago.
Like a tree each year in height and girth,
My love has grown immense, though still and slow.
But each time our eyes join instead of meet,
It’s as though the lights of stars and sun
Join in me, a burst so bright and sweet,
It couldn’t be contained by anyone.
And so as poetry it flows to you
That I may words with all my love imbue.

Nicholas Gordon 

You Feel the Fortune of Your Years 

You feel the fortune of your years,
I hope. For all your children’s love
This day must bring you happy tears
And thoughts that joyful music prove.

I hope, for all your children’s love,
There is an island, be it small,
And thoughts that joyful music prove
Beyond what years you may recall.

There is an island, be it small,
Amid the passions of the sea,
Beyond what years you may recall,
Where you in silent grace can be.

Amid the passions of the sea,
This day must bring you happy tears.
Where you in silent grace can be,
You feel the fortune of your years.

Nicholas Gordon

I Love You as My Closest, Dearest Friend 

I love you as my closest, dearest friend.
Boys and girls can be just closest friends.
There is no passion greater than the one
That touches not the body but the heart.

You mean much more to me than someone who
I date and undate, want and then don’t want.
They’re the waves, and you are like a shore
Where I can sit and watch them kiss the sand.

I’m sorry I can’t be with you today,
When you should rule by virtue of your birth.
Please accept this tribute of mere words,
Poor substitute for all I am and have.

Nicholas Gordon

I Miss You on Your Birthday

I miss you on your birthday,
Not only for your smile,
But for the piece of me that’s gone,
Left within your care.

I’m in an empty hallway
And have been for awhile,
Gazing inwardly towards home,
Neither here nor there.

How quickly we’ve turned distant!
The months pass by like years.
How could friends so inseparable
So soon seem so apart!

How imprecise the instant
Held hostage by my tears!
Though Time may seem insatiable,
I have you in my heart.

Nicholas Gordon