Awaken into the world, new, fresh, pure

Today, I will open my eyes and say

“Carry me branch of love; sweet soothing cure.”

I bloom from you heart this day in Mid- May.

Summer quickly races towards our time

I have already grown an inch or two

A perfect inspiration for this rhyme

My recognition of a friendly who.

I have waited so long to meet someone

Who would hold me dearly to their warm heart.

I am here and I feel you are the one

To cherish me as a piece of fine art.

I am now free to fly like the white dove

Because my wings glide on the winds of love.