i’m pretty sure it rained on the day i was born.

the sky spilt on the earth care-weathered and worn.

the clouds in their ache, did shudder and break,

but the rain was never forlorn.




November is my favorite month

though full of rain and sleet,

for November is the only month

of my birthday–which is neat!




Today I sipped at life’s sweet draught–Hope in large quantities.

The fullness of my cup is replenished by simple things;

eating crepes for breakfast and getting blackberry jam EVERYWHERE,

napping in the afternoon with a child on my chest–drooling,

or holding hands with AJ.


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