Twenty-sixth of August,
Cherised by us the most.
For a rose will bloom,
Never will it be a day of gloom.
But it's not your typical rose.
It's going to be extraordinary and there shouldn't be a chance to lose.
The event will be grant.
We'll all get to sing a special chant.
Happy Birthday!
My beloved rose, oh how beautiful you look today!
Never less always and forevermore.
I wish you happiness, blessings, good health, love and more.
A fair maiden, my rose has become.
Your special day has finally come.
Eighteen seasons have bare to past.
Your a woman now at last.
She smiles, glides and shines.
My rose has finally bloomed to be mine.....
Hello fellow readers today is my Classmate's eighteenth birthday and I want to tell her I care about her so I made her a poem with lots of love.
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Sweet Poems for Me and You...
PoetryThese are my compilations of poems I have made about what I'm feeling in past days... May it be long or short, Will you be my escort? Through a series of love and desires? A dream that will never tire. A special set of poems for you my readers!
