Happy Birthday, Vanessa!
It’s your sixtieth. We’ll gather around with cake and ice cream,
but you won’t be here. We’ll describe how you started
celebrating your birthday in June when it was in August.
How you started celebrating Christmas in September.
Your excitement about those holidays and life itself.
How you were ecstatic when greeting someone as if
each person you met was the most important in the world.
We’ll remember your belly laugh and how it delighted us.
And that wide contagious smile that lit up the room.
We’ll remember how you liked to tease and playfully punch
and after you watched Rocky movies we’d have to look out.
We can imagine you leaping about with no wheel chair
and spilling out sixty years-worth of words you couldn’t verbalize.
We miss you, Vanessa, till we meet again.
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