Today my amazing and fabulous niece is 14. So crazy that she can already be 14. And yet. If I had any illusions about how grown she is, going to see her in her school musical last month took care of all that:
Because her birthday is in April, I’ve got a birthday poem for her.
On this day,
love came to town,
born in one baby,
On this day
I knew my heart
could fill beyond full.
Is loved —
My heart smiles in her.
An Arun: a fifteen-line poem in three sets of five lines. Each set of five lines follows the same syllable structure: starting with one syllable and increasing by one (1/2/3/4/5 — 3x).
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I was trying to remember where that “love like oxygen” idea came from when it suddenly surfaced from the back of my brain … and then I remembered:
Oh my. How did this song manage to stay in my memory? And really: did anyone ever find these guys attractive? Anyone?