Birthday
Birthday
A period from dark to dawn
I found out my way to enter this lawn
When I came, found myself with bloodline
A white fairy came to wipe the body of mine
Fragrance of mind blew in the wind
Each soul delighted in the happiness of mind.
Now baby bloom turns to grown flower
My appearance like a golden-yellowish yellower
Elder flower skin and blister to sunflower
Thou, the bee sup nectar of sweet flavour
I'm in dilemma, as this juncture
Any how happy for verdant nature...
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