Emma is twenty one today. I want to write a thousand poems about Emma, and I should write them to give voice to her speechlessness. But if you knew her you’d know it’s also unnecessary, she manages to be well heard without my interpretations. Celebrating all day long…this young lady:
emma
pushed up into life
through a hollow in the snow
winter’s child and mineno spoken words, she
leaves nothing to chance, can bring
spring through a blizzardsudden summer storm
a formidable force — she
indefatigableconfetti with leaves
I rejoice with the trees
for twenty one autumnswith you.
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Beautiful description Laurel of your lovely Emma! Happy 21st birthday Emma. 🎉🥰