Paula, you`re now sixteen, fresh ornament! <br />No more a little girl with toys to play. <br />And let yes me to say with complement, <br />Your pretty and your youth`re the world`s bouquet. <br />And there in heaven Bev your mother does say <br />With pearl tears, her heart emotion-filled, <br />'That is my daughter, good and pure as May.' <br />And all the angels turned completely thrilled. <br />And I just like a friend to wish you best, <br />I wish it quite and think when I you met. <br />You were of little age, bird in a nest <br />That plays and sings with happiness so wet. <br />You go to achool and do of good good things, <br />And most your years will be like pretty springs.<br /><br />Luis Estable<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-250/
