It's Mhine4ever!

Another year, a chapter new,

A sky once gray now painted blue.

With every trial I’ve walked through,

I’ve found my strength, my soul stayed true.

The days were long, the nights unsure,

But in my heart, I held the cure—

A mother’s love, a dreamer’s fire,

A quiet hope that won’t retire.

I’ve stumbled, yes, but still I rise,

With lessons learned and tear-washed eyes.

Through storm and silence, loss and song,

I’ve learned what makes the weak grow strong.

This birthday marks not just my age,

But stories written page by page.

Each line, a scar, a laugh, a prayer—

A life still blooming, rich and rare.

So here’s to me — to all I am,

Not just the "what" but the "I can."

To healing hearts and wiser ways,

To brighter dawns and softer days.

I’ll light this candle not with fear,

But with a wish and voice so clear: