A birthday is like tea with cubes of ice:
As time goes by our lives're getting colder,
But you're just eighteen, so looking in your shiny eyes,
I understand that I'm glad you're older.
I've known you for a couple of years
You w're my obsession, love and pride.
My nightmare, one of my worst fears
Was to provoke your angry sight.
I've gone through that,
Without the help of time, which's known to heal,
But you're the girl I won't forget
There's just one person who knows how I feel.
Enough for me, your birthday is the reason
Why all your friends have come to wish you all the best
True feelings last for years. not for seasons,
For them time's the eventual test.
There are so many goods, it's nice to have them all,
So these are the most treasured ones I've picked for you.
They're :luck, love and some friends to call
Who'd share your joys and griefs, no matter what you do!
4 Katya Tomas
© Copyright: Пётр Жданов, 2007
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