Blossom is the night
Chewing its mist your wisdom
As dried leaves sparkle.
Birth comes in the wind
How you conceive your mind
How you came in the light
Crying the advent of strife
Riping in the world of dismay
Birth gives life, wondering
Through the eyes of your
Innocence, cluttered sands
Harnessing gold pebble’s dirt
Smile as you touch the sun
Kissing the frangrant moon
In the sky, Stars witnessing
nature’s love, the land and
seas looking up heaven’s might
Birth is the soul of life
How you endure its lost
How you live amidst passion
How you love without tokens
How it transforms you, yourself
Child is blessed with your womb
Giving birth, little innocence
Looking up, blossoming in forest
Smiling nature agreeing to
Your wonder, life giving all the rest.
Happy Birthday my love, Elizabeth.
(Rhod Aug/21/04-5:48am)
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