Shall I compare you my friend
With a flower:
You would smell better than a rose
From you, one drop of honey
Would turn the waters of the ocean sweet
And with your bright petals
A hornet would wish to become a bee
All in all your one of a kind

Shall I compare you my friend
With an angel:
I promise I have never seen one
But I hear of its beauty
And your beauty I can never imagine
I hear of its wings, that spread out
Like a welcoming hand
And with that I can't imagine any limitations:
With that might granted in your nature
I hear its ever all in white
And with that I can and can't imagine
how pure its heart and kindness is like
But through you, i can see the maximum
Of all assumptions
Because you have been as angel
And to me I call it a blessing