In golden hue, the sun doth rise,
A color rare, that fills the skies.
Amber, like the morning’s gleam,
Awakens hope, a vibrant theme.
A lion roams with regal grace,
Majestic king of every space.
With fiery mane, he claims his might,
A symbol bold, of courage’s light.
A quill, poised on parchment’s page,
Words flow forth, a poet’s sage.
Its ink, a vessel for the heart,
A tool to craft, a work of art.
Two men, their souls entwined by fate,
Bound by love, both strong and great.
Their hearts, like colors intertwined,
A love so pure, it knows no bind.
For love, like colors, knows no bounds,
It conquers all, it knows no grounds.
And in their love, they find their peace,
A bond unbroken, love’s sweet release.
So let us celebrate, with glee,
The colors, creatures, love’s decree.
For love, in all its forms and hue,
Brings joy and light, to me and you.























