If in this moment
for Gl.
If in this moment, you I cannot hold
I'll use this pen to celebrate your day.
If spoken words cannot awhiles be told
I'll ink a verse to make my say.
So, rosebud poesies in your fingers twist,
braids of rhyme be lilies in your hair,
petals falling so your ears are kissed
by gossimer touch of praises fair.
If this crafted rhyme's well rubbed to please,
the bloom will raise when seen,
a child once, such fun to tickle tease,
fair flower now, young woman, sweet sixteen.
Myriad beauty be in all its form and hue,
Just three eclipse, and one of three is you.