New Years Day
Upon awaking this new years day
To think about your face, I, a different way
For within that moment I had riddled some sense
From my body which began to tense
As to hold my mind at bay
I might compare the’ to midsummer’s day
But I with fear rebuke
Dare not repeat Shakespeare’s fluke
So shall I compare to you instead, a season
And to Christmas in this reason
While your skin looks not like snow
But rather a chestnut beside a fire’s glow
And your hair upon light shines bright
Reflects snow whisking through this night
Alas these bodily beauties do the’ justice not
For to Hallmark Christmas I compare the’ not
But rather your spirit of which I speak
That embodies Christmas every week
A gentleness upon your finger’s tips
That forever echoes from your lips
With sincerity in thy acts
A potent remedy, for this world lacks
From battlefields to warring grounds a stronger heart could not be found
In deepest pain or conflict bound your voice speaks out, no harmful sound
With eagerness your mind immerse
To every art form, its joyful verse
And with said joy does come a smile
That in the coldest hearts affection riles
So it is upon this new years day
That by your side I long to lay
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