Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
Fair Maiden Named Helen - Poem by Velmar Pewee Hale Johnson
She is a maiden so fair, and sweet,
such a lovely girl, who hathe men falling at her feet.
So dainty, and gentle, a lady she stays,
a queen among women, quite proper in her ways.
She makes everyone laugh, she's quite unique,
her jokes are such a lovely treat.
Ah, fair Helen, Heaven's light shines within,
with all the best wishes, happy birthday my friend.
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