the shimmer of colours on iridescent feathers
as a swan that grace the specularly refractive cascade
her placidity lulls even the stormiest of all
yet the daily orison to dilate that petite heart
is not without burden, a soughing wind in the pines
the languish she thought none knew
He has perceive it all from afar
as our mere exuberant gratitude
is all can be said
for words alone are circumscribed by semantics
yet let our thoughts and prayers go far beyond
so thank you , from the depth of our hearts...
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