Somedays I feel there is no color that matches yours
So gorgeous your presence and you exemplify youth
When you color yourself pink on a rose embedded with time
Would you ever think that someone would pluck you and forget his line

The beauty that you exude
Would grace gardens that charm one
Like wine you intoxicate
Only smiles you welcome

The pink of your stature
The pink of your nature
You are the reason the halls of love
Are filled with your fragrance.

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