People have such different reactions to their special days, and I try to LEARN what is wanted by my closely-held dear ones. And no day brings this variety of wishes into view more than the celebration of birthdays. I respect that each of my dears has a SOLID reason for wanting birthday festivities of a particular sort- some prefer serious and reverent, some want the SILLY and playful, and others a mix of a few sweetly held moments without too much fuss. I know where you land, dear friend, and look forward to a moment to be in your cherished company, grateful for our a long relationship. It runs through my life, a STILL and steady theme that manges to grow and change with our lives. Happy birthday to you

Georg’ann

This collection of words
conjure a form best left
unwritten. Let them speak
only to me, echo from deep
within the cave of my self.

The SIGHT of them gathered
is like a knotty STICK prodding
into tender places, held
in the tissue of STIFF muscles.
So STILL, this private poem.

Heather