“My dear Amisha”

My dear Amisha, gentle as the dawn,  
A radiant soul the sun and moon agree upon.  
Your laughter is a latticework of light  
That glimmers through the stormiest of night.

Your kindness tumbles softly, springtime rain,  
Turning barren fields to green again—  
With every word, a petal in the breeze,  
With every glance, unfinished symphonies.

Your wisdom dwells in calm, attentive eyes,  
Reflecting worlds where courage deeply lies.  
You gather stars where other people pass,  
And plant them, gleaming, in the commonplace.

In moments spent beside your steady heart,  
Adventures take on brighter, wilder art;  
And language finds new syllables of grace  
Within your smile’s wild, sunflower embrace.

So here’s to you, dear Amisha, ever true—  
A friend, a dreamer, and a sky of blue.  
The seasons turn, but you remain the theme—  
The golden light within each waking dream.

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