by: MissPine

August was the month you were born,
Though we all know how you'd been thru.
Mama's cries are always smiles' shed,
And Papa will surely be on her side I bet.

How unfortunate it is for you especially.
'Twas for everyone to take whole heartedly.
The first breath you took most vividly
Is the last breath swept by God Almighty.

Our dearest angel now spread your wings.
Please do fly, our love, as high as you can.
We may not see how fast it might become,
Happy we are to see you flap them little wings.

by: MissPine

You were born on a warm day, yet so cold.
The breeze you've always wanted to feel once told.
You wondered why it seems too odd.
Life - its presence brings the deepest word.

You were proud until it was sixteenth.
The dream wished would come true then vanish.
You had kept the pain 'til nineteenth.
Faith loosened up, but your soul just hush.

It was twenty second - a decision stepped in.
You opened a new chapter of your book.
Smooth sailing, yes it was a perfect hook!
A year and a half after, fear then broke in.

What were you doing? Did it reached the core?
Took a year to rest, last quarter of twenty-four.
Time to bring back the person who once was lost.
Yet again failed 'cause your bravery is a frost.

What were you doing? Was it a valour?
The valour you ever needed the most.
The valour, which you probably once boast.
Truth be told, 'twas the valour must add the color.

The life you started was an ordinary one.
Dancing and singing made it full of fun.
You've reached your limit, now what?
How did you end up being like that?

Climbing up to twenty-eight, a few months more.
How will you hold your smile while on this tour?
Would you continue on this journey called life?
Or would you rather end it by using a knife?

Your courage at this moment is on a test.
The confidence, your heart desires, is bent.
I know you don't fear death to that extent.
You could have been better and be the best.

Smile, let the whole world know how you feel.
Happiness, it's either a lie or a truth, so be it.
As long as you know sadness is concealed.
At least you've got one person, who can't forget.

That person, whom you could rely on.
That person, who knows your hows and whys.
It is I, that someone who must not be gone.
You knew all along - who will never say goodbyes.

I will always remember you.
You are the only one I know.
I will always remember you.
You are the only May I know.

I love you!
These words I could only say.
Thru this letter, which I wrote for you,
I hope these words would stay.