My sight was dimmed by the curiosity
of what every new day may bring,
yes this worries used to sing
on every part of me.
Alone in a world, so wild and wide,
unnoticed by many hearts, bright and light.
I had hovered aimlessly when I should have aimed,
even with my sword(pen) , my fears got me tamed.
I had danced to the drumbeats of my fears,
I watched as they resonated a resounding rhythm deep in my heart,
until somehow I was driven in the path of Ken
who became suddenly my panacea.
Amity takes the atmosphere when you're around,
ambience becomes the climate of the location you're found,
even the days will remember your relevance,
ending each never in grievance.
Your presence brings along camaraderie,
premonitions with you don't turn eerie,
possessing perplexing properties in your possession,
qualities those gods lacked, even Poseidon.
The head of the home is a breadwinner
and the manager of the home is the woman.
What name could be given to this lover of hearts?
This I leave to the world to answer.
You're a skilled musician, worth all of our pennies,
as useful as our tongues, worth a billion tastes of the honey,
a joy to watch for all and sundry,
As the celebrant, enjoy and make merry.
The young and old adore you
for an adorable life you've lived,
great are you amongst myriads
for you're particularly special.
am3mm10@ptsolest
