On my 80th, surprised by CZ family and friends,
young and old in Prague and Liberec, Czechia.
I promised the very moon,
but to reach up and touch it
was much beyond what I could.
So I decided now, soon,
to fix my ideas that fit,
and send to you what I would.
An imperfect little thing.
A bit of light in this dark.
Kindness mixed with our munchies.
Know that all words they do sing,
our thoughts do hit their mark--
Love from thee plus two lunches!
I know words are not so much,
in your life, with your renown.
Just the same--to me they count.
Because every byte is such.
Let not troubles get you down.
Climb those mountains that you mount.
Each moment's, ah, our treasure,
worth much in no small degree.
See heaven, life worth living.
I thank you for your measure,
best above life's stormy seas.
You, your love, your forgiving.
Meaning, youth and joy for me.
My wish for thee the same . . . will always be.
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* Translated by DeepL here into CS, so not my fault.
