Thursday, January 8, 2015

Tory 04/13

Turning 12 (Tribute to Tory)
If naming you were as simple
as turning pages
in a used book,
then you'd be labelled
without the creativity of Thunder.
You just be a wonderful menagerie
of music,
set to a scale I didn't write
with notes I cannot see.

You carry legacy in your name
to people you haven't met,
walking in those footsteps
like they are my shoes,
and you smile.
You are more infectious
than sunlight,
radiating your quirky quiet
from the corners of your imagination.
Your presence is like a sweet potato,
warm and comforting,
perfect alone or with a little butter,
but always giving others what they need.
Continue to grow into womanhood
without comparison or regret,
but with compassion and the grandest love
you have.
Never stop laughing.

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