On this day bless her upon her womb
I put upon her a monument
which shines her glory
what a beauty
happiness and joy you will find
till we Love till death
walk upon the crowd, be bold and courageous.
the gown you worn is my sworn duty
beautiful flowers
check properly
and behold for you, not to be fold in deep pit
though they're plenty, but I choose you.
© The poem boy, BARRISTER J MONEY