Arik Fletcher

(Zimbabwe)

A Birthday Dedication


Today we greet a different sun,
To shine on you all through this day,
An orb of light made just for one,
To keep the world going your way.

These words are my gift wrapping,
They contain my love inside,
A treasure without trapping,
For it has no need to hide.

I share this special gift with you,
To celebrate this wonderous time,
A friendship and a bond so true,
To make each moment feel sublime.

A dedication to a friend,
In hope you'll have a joyous day,
Across the oceans, this I send,
On this your very special day.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 02, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, August 03, 2011

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