Happy ninth! A time that gathers time And hands it to you in a bright bouquet. Perhaps not all is roses, but the flowers Plucked from paradise, portray all love, Yearning for the beauty it reveals. Nor ought you wonder, for what time conceals In time will bloom, and scatter seed, and prove No little portion of your future powers, The garden that no time can take away, Herbs and blossoms, mint and eglantine.
I didn't forget,just want to let you know..I love you no matter what!