Happy Birthday My Love
I hope writing late ain't a big deal,
Even though you've had your meal,
Get yourself a cold drink on my bill,
Because you make my life seem real,
By supporting me during my downfall.
She's so passionate and hardworking,
She got the moves; she loves dancing,
And she is so skillful in art 'n' drawing,
She's kind hearted, friendly and loving,
Being so intellectual and understanding,
Makes her be my favourite human being.
I pray you live more years than you think,
Get too old to raise your eyebrows or blink,
Until I get to see teeth gaps as you speak,
For being my love, lets celebrate and drink,
Receive Gods blessings and be at the peak.
© Kelmwa
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