A Young Lady

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I cried.

“OMG Felicia? What’s wrong?” He asked.

“I’m just happy. You even brought me those even though I wouldn’t get it or eat it personally. I can feel your sincerity just to make me happy and smile. *wipes tears* And your effort. Aww, I love you Frenemy.” I said.

*laughs* “I thought you didn’t like it! Is that tears of joy? Aww, don’t cry baby I love you too.” He said while smiling.

“Awww, Frenemy. You’re so sweet. ❤”

“Naaaah, thank you so much Felicia!!! By the way I have another surprise for you… ❤”

He made me a poem. And he read it. The poem goes like these:

A Young Lady

Just a simple young lady

Humble, thoughtful and loves to sing

Arts, music and arithmetic

Deserving, loving and sympathetic

Exerting effort is the secret

Just smile when got disappointed,

Every mistake that she made

Never show it instead, cry beside the bed

Just a simple young lady

Active and happy every single day,

Comfortable with friends all the way

Inseparable, as what others say,

Never ending love from God and family,

Tender loving care always be her prayer

Over and over again.

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