A Birthday Poem
I say it's special
Fourteenth of May
An angel was born
this very day
She looked so charming
Pretty bright eyes
Let's call her 'winsome'
it'll suit her just nice
Sixteen have gone
Years pass so fast
Now she's all grown up
Sixteen at last
Just want to wish you
A happy birthday
I hope we're still friends
When our hairs are grey!
-by alan teo (c) 2010
happy sweet 16th winsome fooling yan :p