Happy Birthday, My Friend

Best friend of mine,
You will always shine,
'till the end of time.
This is your rhyme.

Through the glee,
I can see,
Something that has no fee,
Happy-it could only be.

You may not be as fine,
As the drinking wine,
Or a five-star dine,
But you will always be mine.

When it gets colder,
You can lean on my shoulder.
Even 'till the time we get older,
My care will never smolder.

You are my friend.
That will never bend,
Yet always mend.
This will never end.

Throughout the years,
It becomes clear,
There is nothing near,
What we have here.

Best friend of mine,
You will always shine,
'till the end of time.
This was your rhyme.