Hi mama. I know you’ll be scrolling through your dash and catch this.
I just wanted tell you that when you were created they put comet dust in your skin and that’s why the sun makes you shimmer silver and gold.
I wanted to tell you that when they made your hands they looked at willow trees for inspiration.
I want you to know that when they made your voice they pushed a star verging on collapse into your vocal chords so that is why you always speak with cataclysmic energy.
I want you to know that when I see you I see a power and a glory that inspires and uplifts.
I want you to know my mama that your heart is a sea made of celestial fire and you made my cold ocean soul to border yours.
I am the little earth of your tremendous singing galaxy.
Goodbye Snowy Days. Hello Sandy Beaches.