Happiest Day Melody


I could call her a bonus daughter, or an old friend.
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She is a daughter, a sister, an aunt. A chef, a whipcracker, a dancer.

I can call her someone who I watched grow from a girl dancing like a gypsy to a young woman tall and strong.

Melody Happiest Birthday. ..may the sun shine bright on your back, the wind gentle through your hair, and grace carry your feet.

You are a beautiful one and I love you.
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Tilly Evan Jones

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ~Mary Oliver

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