Days Of The Year Poem by Gerry Legister

The days of the year has quickly flown by
Collecting aspects of serenity in the clouds,
For passing storms to stir the tremulous sky,
The weather makes futility multiply with floods.

Under the aquatic gloom voice that hilarious cry,
To see happy faces more lustrous make us smile.
With friends whose virtuous lives will never die,
Their beauty transcends the surprise for a while.

More glee to come from the nunnery of advents
Unlike other days of the year; today is your birthday,
Summary of days on peak season, outlived past events,
This rejuvenation of joy gives youthfulness each day?

Enjoy your dreams and the sweet encore of fantasies,
Sizzle with kisses and firelight stars of beautiful optimism,
Beyond the grasp of humanity; soulful symphony echoes,
With melodies reaching the highest temple in heaven.

Gathering the applauses commission from east and west,
Compliments make the visage of your virtues increase,
With kaleidoscope colours appeared in tears of interest,
Where the value of your worth shall never decrease.

Halo skipping up to the sky; the eclipse makes a happier cry,
Bright flames hides all hint of pain even the rain falling frail,
With moonbeam stars swelled bright in the mocked eye,
It clears a path between faint feelings and the rising swale.

Passion cry out with satisfaction; the reaction of your soul
Moulded into the galaxy of time make the years more refine,
Endless endearing blossoms of regenerations will unfold,
For this celebration is only a gap that good friends define.