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[ahkil]

To you, my love, these flowers l send,
each one nurtured in my heart for you, my friend.
The day we met the seeds were sown,
now look how beautiful they have grown.

Where once there was a lonely barren field,
a treasure trove of beauty our love did yield.
With your every kind word and loving deed, my friend,
to their hungry growth and beauty you did tend.

So let me send them now to you too, to enjoy
and let us promise never let such beauty die.
Our love and friendship has endured the test of time
and moulded itself into a symphony of poetic rhyme.