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.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
