Free Spirit

What’s there to not love

about your favourite auntie?

When free reign is only free

as skin-deep is deep,

when metaphors become allegories,

Blues become happy

and parents stand on the side stage

cheering you on –

as your free-spirited auntie

stands with your feisty interests.

What’s there not to love

about a mouth that is tied

to the heart – inherently intertwined?

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