dedicated to Stephanie, Happy Belated Birthday
“Oh the clouds they rolled”
The licorice sticks they blew,
Leroy Brown, John Denver
Shared crushes, we knew.
Judge Wapner and Amy Carter…
Our first comedic stint,
Who knew bubbling laughter
Would be life’s predominant flavor, its’ primary tint?
Spying, doorbell ditch,
Evading Sandy’s quiet, but powerful roar
Just the state of being….
Sent us rollicking to the floor
To think, we birthed September girls
In the innocuous year, 2003
We could rightly mimic our fanciful childhood
There’s no more perfect gift
For you and me