Among the Tulips: A Birthday Sonnet
Among the rippling tulips I shall find
Colours blurr'd in impressionistic style:
A mosaic of your memorable smile
That shall forever blossom in my mind.
Among the waving tulips I shall find
Every leaf and petal within a mile
Imitating your tender gestures, while
The cranes' distant song echoing far behind.
As long as the tulips flourish through Time,
In memory, presence or desire,
O Friend! To you my blessings I shall sing:
Your blameless past preserved in witty rhyme,
Your deathless present live like rousing fire,
Your boundless future'll be eternal spring!
Colours blurr'd in impressionistic style:
A mosaic of your memorable smile
That shall forever blossom in my mind.
Among the waving tulips I shall find
Every leaf and petal within a mile
Imitating your tender gestures, while
The cranes' distant song echoing far behind.
As long as the tulips flourish through Time,
In memory, presence or desire,
O Friend! To you my blessings I shall sing:
Your blameless past preserved in witty rhyme,
Your deathless present live like rousing fire,
Your boundless future'll be eternal spring!
posted by Tristan at 11:36 p.m.
2 Comments:
i very much so liketh your little sonnet there..
its sweet and curt, now may i ask .. why tulips?
lol... me like ur birthday sonnet :) Happy late bday again! tulips = two lips - hahaha! it's a nice choice of a flower, makes me think of the sunny and springy weather.~ want to go out and play now.
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