Aries The Ram
A Ram is like a summer
day,
Sparks of fire on display.
Tends to be number one,
Care-free, loving, having fun.
Going inward to meditate,
Loves a spirited debate.
You'll feel passion, in the
air,
Understand, their magnetic
flair.
A day-dreamer, they might
be,
Coming by this naturally.
Somewhat shy, and warm
you know,
Agitate the ram, you will go.
Passion runs from warm to
hot,
You'll feel their heat, the
heat they've got.
They adore the color red,
I believe enough is said.
They are strong, and alert,
Goes inward, preventing.
hurt
For them, searching is the
key,
Solving lifes mystery.
They arise and bless the
day,
Lifes gift is on display.
Avid readers, they tend to
write,
They've been known to even
fight.
After all, they are a ram
Hello, thank you, mame.
poem by Heather Burns
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