When I rise before the sun
it is pouring rain, I scribble down a few words
and when again, I look up, the sky is a bright blue
and clouds are sailing…
most often on this day February 24th
I would think about my Dad, the day he died
and I would tell you about
what it feels like
to lose someone
but instead, a different reason
to think, on this day
let me tell what it feels like
to
gain
the great blessing of a beautiful soul
whose kindness
may have at one time been
masked by a tougher exterior
someone who is fiercely intelligent
has always thought outside that silly box
and whose sharp wit
regardless of the situation
never fails to tickle one’s funny bone
a true, genuine soul
pure in kind sincerity
deeper thinking than one might realize
never one, I would say to blindly follow the crowd
nor a need to be a carbon copy
she showed us how
to be
one’s self
whose tender heart could take a bruising
and keep on beating
strong
a gentle spirit
whose beauty seems to have been
bestowed
many… generations ago
handed down by the gods
of strength
and
courage
someone who comes to embody the word
friend
in the nicest possible version
her name I am told means
sweet
might I also add sarc-y, saucy and a bit of salt
in all
the best ways
she is, I would say
a good person
a good heart
a good egg
still…
slightly cracked
the nicest qualities one could
ask for
she is my dear friend
and today
is her birthday
here, with love
a celebration
of You
‘Sweet’ Dulcie, the Divine
friend of my heart
with much gratitude ♥