This Birthday


My heart is like singing bird
Whose nest is in a watered shoot.
My heart is like an apple-tree,
It�s branches bent with ripe fruit.

My heart is like a rainbow�s prize,
That begins at the sunset sea.
Nah, my heart is gladder than all of these
Because your love has come to me.

In your hair of silk & golden satin
That ends at shoulder's length
Hang wildflowers of divine origin;
The scent of which gives me strength.

In your eyes wave majestic shores,
As far as the eye can see.
This birthday is both mine & yours,
Because your love has come to me.

This peom is an original remake of Christina Rossetti's "Birthday" and copyright of Ben Ellsworth.
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