My Juliet’s Day
What a day? Have a nice day
I pray God clear your way
Since He has sent you
May His grace fall like dew
In your life and strife
Gold I’ve not but candle;
To lighten your path as you paddle.
Silver I’ve not but cake;
To steel your liver and leap the stake.
So dear scorn not my humble gifts
Your tears cooled hell that day
But the end meet you with merry and may.
I cherish ever seeing your face
And feeling your heart in this race
For your angelic smile lead me on
My dear lovely Juliet
I came with a little diet:
My bouquet of white flower
Happy Birthday and long life ever
Till we meet gloriously in the paradise