Worth The Wait Poem by Glazeh Costas

Five years, count this sixth

A special day for all the lovers

Greetings should never be missed,

Sealed with a kiss of forever



Five years, no turning heads...

'coz they have their own memories

It comes from different shades

Buried for many years



Five years, I'm counting it from there

That glimpse defines wretch

The time my heart to blare...

Fleeting symphony, I heard.



Five years, that would be the last,

From here, no happiness could just pass

It will dwell and it will stay,

for you are the Valentino, I prayed