Buds of watery red laments on green sickles
Splendid array fascinating decors sparkle
Confetti string lets flows with every simple movement
Brightens eye tales with tunes of joy music
Smell of an old oak chest lily’s scented
Riches of satin hangers slumber
A frost bitten lake shadows azure flowers
Twas the day before the day of glory
Gazing upon the stars of tomorrow’s laughs
The presence of solitude that solidifies
Rustling winds reminds me of a paradise certain
A snoring wave of sunshine minutes an odd yet composed day
Content cheering grants a choice of aptly spoken lexis
Chamber of heavens’ mix add the perfect picture
Laughter carrying no blame for this celebrated day
Hearts beats softly treats the counted feet playing
Silent night’s holy highs starring in love one eyes
No dying sun no ghastly fearing no grimace
A kiss a cross surrounded by love you never feel lost
Dreams a pale moon conquers a dim lit path
No bleakness no gloom no dark expression just joy
Joy we are together like birds of a feather
Nothing is more beguiling to think love is not important