Felicitations
Rommie dear.
Time ticks by.
Another year
of hopes and dreams
and fun and such.
I pray you've had
your share, and much
of the fifty two
past weeks
have seen you utter
joyful shrieks...
or, at least,
contented smiles,
avoiding any
nasty trials.
Feel the Summer
Sun shine down.
Its warmth envelops,
like a gown,
to lift the heart
and lift the soul.
Rommayne, my friend,
too has this role.
The inner soul
of those she greets
is warmed. Enchantment.
Gloom retreats,
and in its place,
a gentle glow.
To feel such happiness,
and know
it's just the nature
of her style.
To be with her
the briefest while
is really just
so very nice...
Indeed...a touch
of paradise.