Here ye here ye so that ye knows, on this day I create this poem. To offer ye times of bliss and wish away the pain that restricts. The suffering in your mind, with these words make ye be fine.
Summers Sun raising your strength, blessing be what ye create. Blessing be what ye receive, on its way with vigor and speed. Spells for ye in these words of mine, when ye read this, your power I align.
*Autumns chill within the air, make blessings of love everywhere*
Cherry blossoms in their bloom, when ye see this make ye feel soothed.

Make the heart for all of time, be blessed with joy at the end of my rhyme.
Bright Blessings To Everyone!