Customized Poem (By Request)

Jessy

The sky’s a vibrant hue

Times of little, yet still, so very much to do!

For soon, you will have been brought to

New saplings shall emerge

The trees to be,

And here one is,

The coming of three!

Just now beginning to awaken from their slumber

No, it is not quite summer!

Yellow, purple, white—the colors of spring;

The colors of life!

So bright is thee,

With a gemstone that is blue

A mother’s light is anew

Swift with one’s mind,

Like a certain catboy fighting crimes

Unlike others, in the dark, he is not blind

Ah, but remember the times!

Memory in water

That which conjugates in a daughter

From flow to frost,

A virtue that one cannot exhaust;

Treasures beyond any cost

With spring comes many a more pleasure

One’s far too large to be of measure

For, those that occupy our minds even in our leisure—

They exemplify the fruitful attributes of the almighty firefly

Set high and dignify

Adorn the enterprise with thy insightful eye,

And come forth and align the skies