Happy B Day to The Big C!
A girl so nice you had to C her twice!
It’s the Big Sea at Big Sur!
And finding the sacred rocks to reflect,
and seeing the glistening gems shine thru
the crashing waves of life
with you.
I saw the best minds of my generation get buzzed on wine coolers before breakfast!
The only ones for me are the mom ones, the ones who are mom to live, mom to talk, mom to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn except when it’s really really really late, and who burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow van Gogh paintings exploding across the sky, and in the middle we see your face and everybody goes, “Awww!”
There she is!
Mother Earth!
Mother Mirth!
Who taught me courtesy
while pushing curiosity;
and how to laugh
while grounding me
in eternity;
and about my own Taurus mother,
and the joys of inter-generational adventure fun,
which I brought home and shared and we thrived and we laugh and I thank you.
Boy, do I miss those living rooms full of time,
and glasses full of wine,
and laughing so loud
we had to turn it down,
and driving and “oh goshing” all around
that San Francisco town
and even being Europe bound!
From the Algonquin’s table,
yet another round;
to loving glances
with clinking glasses
on police station steps
as we stay out of step
with the consumer classes,
teaching instead perpetuity,
and the things that last as long as a great story’s echo.
Thanks for caring, and thanks for sharing
a life that’s rife with light at night;
You’ve held my hand across more than an ocean,
in a rainbow of color
that seemed to come from above.
But you said,
“It comes from within.”
and that’s why I love you!
Mighty Teacher!
Mighty Mother!
Mighty cool you’re still shining today!
Muchos love from the universe, sweet angel!
Brian
brianhassett.com
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