Dear Rebecca - Poem by Maira Eliz
Our sister from another mister
our pimple-cheeked friend with the glorious grin
our non stop high-pitch chatter machine.
Though most don't know, you're a wierdo
But you cover it up well[with the help of your friends]
Your'e the lanky girl with the depressing humour
But in truth you're Einstien, Jr.
And although we can't make a host
of angels come down in chorus
and although we can't make the stars
write your name in the skies.
All we can do to show you what you mean to us
is promise you our deep, infinite love
and a permanent(ish) place for you in our hearts
(which we assure you is envied by all)
as we wish you 'Happy Birthday'.
And when your name makes headlines
and is written in golden plates
remember 5 friends who wished you very late
with a poem on a webpage
not in your prayers but surely in your will.
Hail Cows and of course, M2RALD,
(undeniably, irrevocably, unchanging, uncompromisingly, a bit annoyingly, infinitely, everlastingly) ,
Mel, Ruth, Athena, Leah, Divya.
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