Ode To An Occasion
On this morn of this day
Though we may be far away
A thought travels across these seas
Carried upon a summer breeze
It sings to the birds and angels above
As it takes the form of an ‘immaculate’ dove
Fast and swift the wind bears it
To a place with reminiscence lit
It lands in the hands of an angel borne
Far from her home yet not forlorn
She unfolds a note from off its wings
And reads the news that it now brings:
Happy Birthday My Dearest Mandy.
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