This world having survived
yesterday's coincidence
of numbers, I celebrate this
day after your twenty-eighth
birthday, watering the garden
you helped to make, feeding
the goldfish you worked
to house, inhaling the many
sweet scents of early summer,
these exuberant blooms so
like you in full flower, multi-
petaled, colorful, brilliant,
beautiful, mercurial, seductive
almost frightening -- Goddess
Daughter who embodies all She
is, fanciful, dangerous, generative,
destructive, witchy and bitchy, oh
what a crone you will one day be.
--
~ SB =^..^=
http://www.sbpoet.com
http://sb.chatango.com/
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