Ode to Becca on Her Birthday

I have a friend quite gifted with words

Written and erased,

Yet etched in my mind

Her way of finding the thing, the fact, the part

That really matters

Is a gift to us all

Though she often doesn’t see

That it is a gift to me

Her mind is a trickster,

Not nice, say I

It wraps her in turmoil and oft in despair

And traps the light that her voice gives to others

But she fights it and when her words spring free

As I said, they are a gift to you and me

To Rebecca Reynolds on her birthday

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