Thou a friend, a classmate. one true blessing.
Books, pen and bags as well are gifts from them.
I for thee can't give a gift of a thing,
for only I can write poems with my pen

Fingertips are pointing the upper right
to choose a present for thee, there remain.
For thy sentiments are bound to delight,
thou friendship will forever be the same.

And many more blessings will come to thee,
and enjoy thy day, be full of laughter
be merry, be cheery. always be free
for I give this gift to the last hour.

And so long as my poem be sent to thee.
Cherish this, for this is my gift to thee