The Drop Of Warmth Poem by Jayatissa K. Liyanage

The tears I have shed for you, Son,
Have treasured me making second to none
By being a bundle par symbolic of virtue,
Charm, simplicity, love, care as you do
Besides being a son in crown
To our virtuous world of our own
You never failed me shedding tears so sacred
Every time, whatever, however occurred;
Be it in your success or failure, win or loss
Joy or sorrow simply flowed out, nonetheless.
Today on your BD albeit smiles it invites
I shed more of tears from here to my respite
And feel proud of every single drop I shed
For you my son, because, they are worthy
I see the light, emanating from your crown
My enthroned prince, make you shine
While brightening up your realm
Besides, appends a glitter to my drop!