BIRTHDAY TRIBUTE, Arianne Rene

As she danced through the meadow scattered with brown eyed suzys, the graceful movements of her body softly stirred the flowers. Fluttering gently the flowers bowed to her in recognition. Laughing, she glided onward, her body swaying rhythmically to the music within her soul.

Suddenly she seemed to disappear among the flowers becoming one of them with her beautiful brown eyes and vivid color. Even so, I would recognize her anywhere.

The meadow had many lovely flowers and I had none. Surely it would not miss one flower as I miss her! So I picked her and lovingly placed her in my heart. She did not object. There she will stay, my dear Arianne.

A loving remembrance of the anniversary of her birth.