No Itch, Irk, Tears and Thorn
C-herish this one moment,
R-emembering your birthday;
I-n memory it isn't lost,
S-ensing it's time to pray.
T-hank God for another year,
E-ndless blessings He brings;
N-ever does He abandon you,
E-levating you to new beginnings.
J-oyful celebration happens
E-very sixteenthth January morn;
A-nother delight you deserve,
N-o itch, irk, tears and thorn.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2016
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