Ella is a force of fury-psssionate, loving, kind. I have watched her since she was a little baby, so I have watched her grow. And so, I celebrate the joy of knowing such a special little girl with this ghazal:
The Composition, For Ella, Age Ten
Ella plays the violin
music in the wind
laughter plucks the strings of joy
music in the wind
sometimes sorrow sings a dirge
music cries the wind
the notes don't know where to go
music cries the wind
but then a smile, the highest scale
music blasts the wind
laughter louder than a whale
music fast in wind
the happiest of compositions
her music makes the wind.
Trick or treat, but she is always a treat!
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