Looking for an angelic beauty,
and in search of beauty,
when I lost my hope,
I started believing,
no beautiful person was born
on February the eighth,
well, others are not ugly like me,
some are very beautiful,
but my aesthetic eyes
were looking for an Angelic Venus!
And when I got it
I started believing
all dates are lovely and nice.
God may be reflected anywhere anytime,
My pleasure my birthday
is shared by Venus Palermo,
one who modeled
for breathing and living lovely dolls,
It's not traditional to say
happy birthday to one's own self,
but when I say happy birthday
to a heavenly beauty,
I feel as if God is telling,
'Thanks and same to you.'
O amazing breathing doll!
could I include you
in the wonders of the world!
Could I have managed
to get you born in my house!
And here is my will,
when I am dying
show me the picture of this Venus,
I am sure
I shall die with a firm belief in God,
and with a pleasant smile on my lips.
Your notes are always so thoroughly researched and informative.
Happy birthday.....a lovely poem.....thank you for sharing :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem on a model of Barbie.