I have a lovely flower of mine I see only her for my life We are triginty annos Her colour light olive, she’s fragrant vanilla, her nectar i linger Her eyes a meadow Her nose my button Her hair so enchanted I was lost and lips oh the angel of mine. Her stem her walk I know by the way she moves in the air I breathe Her sepal protects my flower I land on it safely like holding her hand I gently move to her petal, my existence Like a kiss on her neck, I lick and kiss it we arouse Her stamen, her carpel I release her and she releases me. If ever she cries from rain she withers I stay with her holding her to see the sun and moon. Her sepal covers me and we rest together triginty magis annos simul

A cold dawn Rays of light spiral our world She has many colours Precious red, blue and green Spirits journey to witness Warm their hearts to glee A miracle, my daughter Aurora How I love thee

Today is my daughter’s 16th birthday and I wanted to write my first poem to her. I also thought to share it here with you all as well. Poetry helps me be creative and connected to who I really am. Little wave 🌊 The water is enlightened Moves freely and fast Energetically creating her own deep dreams She survives and cleanses She is a way of life The force of her nature Powerful and pure All of this means Katania I love you so You and I share the water and you are Little Wave to me