Age: Steadfast Youths Root

Water flows from the silent dam
With a crying noise of joy to slam 
The awaiting shouts of closed mouth 
Skydiving eyes in prayers closed northsouth 
The running around of hurray hurrying

Hot food feeds the cup holder
Up and down the street is the cardholder
To settle for true love and light
Having endure fear and pure fright
The pleasing moon that caused the day worrying

Nothing is so little to count on in life 
Not simple, but not all strife
There is a point she breathes to die
That heart's beats really go awry 
Making a twist seems unexpected

Weak cry and loyal smile give you voice 
In motion never stable
Static not and ever brittle 
But never got any a planned choice
Growing cute bites from urges recollected

As you pass from young to old
Embrace the love diced won in fold 
Friends like family you shall adore 
Before any of you is no more
Yes, memory alone will do the needful

Unity and conflict may beguile
Let frown and peace smile
To the fate hailing faith for test
Which could be for the best 
Designing thy purpose-- beautiful

The hastening problem you can't stop
Must not by chance get to drop
To smuggle, steal or shatter 
Persisting memory does matter
The one rolling eyes won't see

Each cycle, everyday does grow short
The gold ever more frail
Till the last one, do comport 
The trying patience on the final rail
For easy sailing on the white troubling sea

Happy birthday to the one loving romance
That each and everyone got
In no real gothic second chance 
The one anyone could quote 
How time wanders not coming by

As you are naming what mattered 
The glory of God will not be shattered
Grow forward forever to finding living
So interesting in all thy thanksgiving
Buying time to imparting before death says bye

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