You are the Editor (Birthday Poems)
Dimple Is On Your Cheek
D-ay twenty-fourth February
I-s setting things aright;
M-orning has just brought
P-ure and genuine delight.
L-et the Thursday night fade, fog Friday is nowhere in view;
E-vening shadows disappear, into the dark, gray, and blue.
M-isty air and cloudy sky
A-re becoming much clear;
D-awn has just broken,
R-apture shares the cheer.
I-t's a lovely face you wear, looking so mild and meek;
D-uring the time of fun, dimple is on your cheek.