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Happy Birthday


Last night, I stopped time 
I traveled back to the past 
When I arrived there, I saw something divine 
I saw my old friend
 I realized that the years have gone by so fast 
I then looked into her eyes
And saw portals 
Leading to an eternal marvel
I walked as I witnessed the unbelievable 
I witnessed the story of a woman 
Growing up to become a living wonder
I saw her weeping,
While being in her room
 I saw her beatific smile 
She had to learn to talk 
And also be taught how to walk
She used to be two feet tall
she was as tiny as a doll
Later , she became a teen
She was misunderstood by many
She conformed to live among us
Like a lizard in the sea
But from inside her mind 
Came a beautiful vision
A dream was born from her soul
The ambition to succeed 
She dedicated all herself
She sacrificed it all for the sake of reaching her goal 
But most importantly,
She is a beautiful story
 most assuredly,
She is  my Bestie 
but most crucially and magnificently ,
Her mind is as immense as the sea
And yes literally,
She is a universal phenomenon
A dormant volcano about to erupt
A star about to become a supernova
A truth about to become reality
An unparalleled creation
A kaleidoscope with the colors of wisdom
A telescope to see the celestial splendor
And yes, actually 
She is now the legacy of greatness
The modern renaissance of love
The contemporary vindication of rightfulness
The living poetry
The surviving rhymes

Light of the Providence
Ineffable glorious design
Natural and Lovely symphony 
Assuaging and majestic melody 
Today is this woman’s birthday 
Happy birthday, my friend!


BY John Mayer. C

This poem should not be republished under the name of any other person beside the author's name mentioned above.

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