Sometimes there are people who, when you make their acquaintance, just reach right into your soul and become important, almost before you’re prepared to admit it. And so it was when I met Samara, and we became friends. And sometimes when your friend has a birthday, and the *twinklysparklyOTHERmagic* you organised has gone slightly awry, you write them a poem, not as a consolation prize or an ‘instead’ but because you CAN and you hope they’ll like it. After all, who doesn’t like poetry on their birthday?

Happy Birthday, Precious ❤



10 comments on “Precious

  1. Twindaddy says:

    It’s Samara’s birthday??? Why doesn’t anyone ever tell me these things??


  2. Linda Kay says:

    I certainly am one who would appreciate a lovely poem for my birthday.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. zoebyrd says:

    Believe me…err on the side of poetry…especially when its THIS lovely!!!

    Liked by 1 person


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