Gemma
at three
a hopeless romantic,
flit of fey and rainbow tuille
swept off her sparkly feet by dad,
safe in the tender cradle of mama’s arms.
a life rife with popsicles;
a trust fall on loop
into a benevolent universe.
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i’m taking this moment, gem, on today, your birthday,
to freeze you in girl time
while imagining the lucky future that gets to hold you.


Birthday wishes Gemma!
Love that last line, so sweet.