Today, you are Helen…

You are the tunes in my head, the fire in my ribs
You are the voice in my heart that whispers compassion

You are the storm on the ocean, poem in the trees
The smell of the winter that haunts me each autumn…

Happy birthday, Helen.

Happy birthday, beautiful boy.

I miss you.

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