Happy Birthday, Gudiya!

It's that time of the year again,
When I take note of the unchanged;
You share the hope words can't explain,
Causing clouds to be rearranged.
Prayers, blessings cannot but pour,
Hearts charmed by the Beautiful;
A divine conspiracy - each implores -
To see your future all bountiful.
Waiting to partake of your sheen,
Is a queue long, starry and serpentine;
Wishing sustenance of your smile-pristine,
On your birthday, are my humble lines.