Love is like the wild rose-briar

Love is like the wild rose-briar
Friendship like the holly-tree
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms 
؟But which will bloom most constantly

The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring
Its summer blossoms scent the air
Yet wait till winter comes again 
؟And who will call the wild-briar fair

Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now 
And deck thee with the holly's sheen
That when December blights thy brow 
He may still leave thy garland green

 

Happy Birthday to Me

Hi my dear freinds

!today is Augest 26th

!my birthday

...so

Happy biRthday tO Me