She ran through the rain
With girlish delight
She feels no pain
She feels no fright
With the excitement of a little child
She opened her treasure
She laughed and she smiled
At each new pleasure
She called me on the phone
Just to say thank you
I heard the joy in her tone
So I listened like a fool
She exploded into my world
With the brilliance of a star
My security became unfurled
Life was no longer held in a jar
She taught me to run in rain
That life is a treasure
No matter how difficult the pain
There can always be joy and pleasure
Author notes
A dear friend of mine turns forty-two on Aug 31. We celebrated her birthday this past Saturday
Written August 30th, 2006
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excellent~
Oh Bob
This is so beautiful and sweet...
I am glad she had a friend like you to help her celebrate
Hugs
Susan~~~
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Yes, I did mean "Life" but "Lift" works too.
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childish
thats great and lovely stuff you got going there.so simple and perfect.what more can one ask for?i love it -
what a wonderful uplifting write
so sweet
Happy birthday to your friend and what a wonderful way for you to celebrate with her.
Keep up the great writting
Firequeen -
This is such a sweet poem. I love how the child renewed life! It was really beautiful to read. I just have one question: in your title did you mean Life at Forty-Two rather than Lift at Forty-Two?
Great job on this. I love the picture too. So cute!
~*destiny*~
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