If you were Thumbelina
Just think of all you’d see ….
The rainbow in a dew-drop,
The soft fur on a bee.
The sparkle of a spiders web
Hung with beads of rain.
The warm smile of a buttercup
When the sun comes out again.

When we first met, it was 30mins late to class and we were chased away by a furious lecturer. My nut, number one gruesome twosome relic of the triple-trouble girls, turns a year older. You are a happy presence in my life, especially for your awareness that, no matter how frustrating, how draining or demanding deadlines get, we. Cannot. Stop. The. Party.