It’s that time of year again, time for me to add another link in the daisy chain of love poems I write for my god daughter. My lovely and amazing niece turns 15 today. So hard to believe.
Girl
on fire.
Fifteen years —
a brilliant torch
in the thick darkness.
Her
sharp mind
grasps, rises,
illuminates.
I watch with awe. She
grows —
stronger,
more alive.
Comes gracefully
into her power.
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An Arun is a 15-line poem with the syllable count 1/2/3/4/5 — 3x. It may be a new thing in the world, made up by me last year. “Arun” means “five” in Yoruba.
if you want kin, you must plant kin ... 
I love this. Seriously, it makes me smile.
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How wonderful to have a poem like this written for one. 🙂
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