I’m trying to picture you inside my head,
And all I can see is how your bright colors spread;
You are a person of “Wooo” and “Wow,”
Beamingly smiling for every answered why-and-how.
I see your innocence—I see your wild,
And in your eyes I can see your dreams piled;
I see you withheld thunders and storms,
While tenderly keeping your heart in its many forms.
If you think the world hated you,
Please remember there’s “US” who always knew:
You are precious—a true treasure,
We will love and stand by you beyond measure.
This poetry is dedicated to my friend Crissle who is celebrating her birthday today.
My annoyingly sweet cupcake who never fails to share her BRIGHT COLORS.
Happy Birthday Beb!!!
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