Once again… Mt. St. Helen’s ash glass. Shiny. And that is all I have to say about it.
Today is a milestone in my beautiful daughter’s life. She has officially stepped onto the first rung of the teenage ladder. It is bittersweet for me, as it is just one more step closer to her adulthood. But for now, while I have her close, I will continue to guide her, to love her and to appreciate every moment, good or bad.
Happy birthday, to my sweet girl.
I could bring You Jewels — had I a mind to — by Emily Dickinson
But You have enough — of those —
I could bring You Odors from St. Domingo —
Colors — from Vera Cruz –Berries of the Bahamas — have I —
But this little Blaze
Flickering to itself — in the Meadow —
Suits Me — more than those —
Never a Fellow matched this Topaz —
And his Emerald Swing —
Dower itself — for Bobadilo —
Better — Could I bring?