Lucy

This little note started composing itself in my head the week before Sissy’s birthday. We are so blessed by her part in our family!


She makes me want to attempt poetry.

Because how can
Her wonder
And Creativity
And her great big heart
And those wild fits of madness
(Typical threenager, maybe)
Fit into prose?

There’s so much of her
in such a little body.

Like her bright fuchsia pillow
On my beige king-sized bed.

Squeezed in
Finding her spot
Nestled down and cozy
Fierce, but welcome–
And just the right thing.

 

 

 

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