Friday, January 13, 2017


You are still that boundless joy
I first saw in a bundle.
So mischievous, yet so coy,
so wanting to be snuggled.
Then you flapped your wings to fly,
soaring higher each year.
But that twinkle in your eyes
would tell me you are near.
Yeah - tall and wisdom plenty.
Naah - you are not yet twenty.

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