The End of Her Second Revolution

Little feet at my bed.
Day of birth wishes greeted with a tiny voice saying "thank you".
Vintage toys to excite.
An incarnate faery meeting with best wishes, sparkles and treats waiting in her wings.
The clapping of old hands at the little life, while celebrating, simultaneously the long life of an old friend.
Smiles in sunlit snow and ice slides.
Two candles burning to represent the sun with which you have revolved twice.
Kisses goodnight.  Wishes come true.

Babe I love you.


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