Six Poem by Grace Galeon

Couple of years have passed
Silent, no questions asked
Here's something you must know
Though people come and go
and friendships are broken
Still, you are my token
A gift kept in secret
Honesty I speak, but
just in pen and paper,
unopened hand letter
The message comes in rhymes
or in number sometimes
Even on a blue moon
or maybe when it's June
You'll have my mind arouse
No lifting of the brows
just a beam with pleasure
You're my hidden treasure