13 DAYS

She was a cutie,

She was a blessing, 

More pleasing this beauty, 

That everyone was always eying,

But all this I was denied, 

By what’s not more than 13 days 

She was kind, 

I can’t compare,

Always kept me bound,

To stray I wouldn’t dare,

She made me always feel so proud, 

And about my health she’d always  inquire,

What more could I dare ask, But this 13 days to be a past. 
If I had the might,

To go to the past,

I would try to make it right,

About my day Of  birth,

Because this ain’t fine, 

But HE knew, the Almighty,

Why She came to be earlier by 13 days.  😢😢
                                                          For. Babbete. 

                                                           Mon Cherie.