My adorable niece, Katie, is 22 today.
That means I will go out on a creative limb for her and write a haiku poem.
Okay. I don’t routinely go around writing haikus, (Well, I confess, sometimes I think of them, but I don’t routinely write them down, but that’s not important right now.)
Katie and I have this tradition:
I write a lovely, and (for me) mentally taxing haiku every year for her on her birthday and she totally appreciates my sense of humor. See how that works?
And because I am not one to break with tradition. . .
I miss you, Katie.
Life’s good. Even if you are
a Banana Slug.
(P.S. your regalo is in the mail.)