This solar year, you will actually become the one you wished for.
—Holiday Mathis, horoscope
And so when Holiday Mathis tells me
that this is the year I will become
the one I wished for, I decide to believe her.
If it’s true, I will become sky, become river,
become aspen. Peace in my actions, truth
in my words, love in my every breath.
And though I’m unsure about horoscopes,
I decide to do everything I can to prove
her right, my thoughts already perhaps
a bit more fluid, a bit more blue.
Happy birthday, Rosemerry. It looks like your year is already filled with blessings. You fill ours each morning with blessings as well.
Thank you, LuAnne! So many blessings! I really have been having a HAPPY birthday