The Words Not Spoken Poem by Queeny Gona

Patience is the first learnt habbit from you
But short temperness is through heridity.
Your desire to contribute your level best to the needy;
taught me offering helping hand to the needy.
Your stubborn nature:
Led to introspect.
Your comparisions, hurted me many times
but led to have fellowship with GOD.
Your guidence:
paved the path for destiny!
Though we are far apart you are always in my heart;
Blinking eyes, threatening looks, frightening teeth!
very sweet to have them.
These are the words i feel like sharing with you:
But silence takes over it when we are together.
My heart cannot weigh them any longer,
Hence i present my heart to you on the eve of your B'day!