Fan is a Gift
The glance of treat
is a special gift…
It can never be wrapped
in paper and bows.
Always delivered with conceit
of the heart, in shift...
To share having adapt
to pleasing vows.
Fan gives time
never measured by cost;
A just and priceless minutes
or hours for free.
Satisfaction not prime
like interest not lost;
Buried lines conduits-
files of trust, agree.
Comfort his wit,
and laughter in joy!
Grow a loving fun
passerby and friend.
It becomes his kit,
a man of his boy!
Martins, the blessed one
out and in of words blend.
You are more
to simply giving.
You are a jewel
with thoughts and concern.
Keep seeking for
space to living...
Many are open to refuel
desire of seat you earn.
Thou sacred present;
nothing dare out-done,
Listen to thy care's beat...
To commend your cheer.
See how pleasant;
feelings arouse fun,
Game without any cheat
heightens gear.
Take this no praise,
be happy at heart.
It is a well done note,
keep winning...
Joke away repays
of years been apart.
A million time;I'll vote
you past bargaining.
Immeasurable worth!
remember, remember.
I treasured my mind,
Your heart and soul.
Enjoy the season's mirth!
winter's ember; its ember.
Will ever be assigned
To keep you warm and whole.
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