Resplendent star

Unto thee, I salute,
In the eminence
that you have procured.

Accept my utmost greets.
for thy being great,
Unto thee,I Congratulates.

Now, you may flaunt.
Tell to your parents exultant.
Make a clangor triumphant.

let us exult.
Unto thee, we exalts
upon your conquest.

Into a new threshold.
into a book of foreword.
Saunter into a new world;

Indeed a virtuous
A stupendous
in the mid of perfidious.

As you now, jousted,
and have not yielded
fought and surrendered

Into the night Yes !! you are now a RESPLENDENT STAR

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Reynaldo, this reminded me of a time when mother spoke about stars and the moon. I used to look up as she taught me where Orion stood and where his belt gleamed. It was a beautiful poem on that Universes’ stunning gleam..


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