Birthday Girl

by allisonkujiraoka

An unassuming intelligence and a wisdom

born of navigating some of this world’s most harrowing curves.

Layers of sorrow sharpened into resolve, tempered with wit.

Don’t misjudge her compassion; she’ll not be a sacrificial lamb.

Her horizons do not enclose her hope or her purpose.

All you naysayers, give her the credit she’s due.

Friend of my girlhood, loyal kindred spirit,

The memories are not a trail of breadcrumbs

but tasty morsels, every one.

 

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