Oh what a touch you have on the lives you meet. Joyous smile, infectious laugh, the only sadness your being brings is the realization you have not existed in their life till now.
When hair sprouts from your head, it is not biological, but your spirit emanating out for it can’t be contained in your body. The smile is not just from joy, but knowing something the world has yet to understand, but with each baby step in the right direction you see within your pupils, that glorious smile appears once again.
Half a century has gone by, but no age shows on your still youthful eyes.
Hugs and kisses when given make the most arrogant atheist even for a moment question their beliefs and change their arrogant or perhaps ignorant opinion into something weak.
The position you hold and the lives you touch, it’s far from over I can say this much. For so much energy and love which sprouts from you like fresh lava and ash block out not the sun, but in a way the past.
Your introduction is a reintroduction to what good people are. Though some may dare say otherwise, you are the epitome of women if not man as a species.
Though I was only around you for a little less than a year, my mind remembers vividly almost all occasions and for me it creates a reason to smile. Not only because you have the power to restore a person’s faith in humanity, but a distant hope that perhaps that maybe you weren’t one of a kind, just the first.
So as the sun kisses your forehead and the moon and stars light your way home, know that though they reserve a place for you in the sky, you still have many lanterns in people’s lives to light and I thank you for putting back the fire I almost lost in mine.