A Special Birthday Poem

If memories could be turned into letters,
they would read like music is heard in the ears 
and magic is felt through the air.
The details are not what are remembered, 
but the vibrations that unearth emotions.

Similarly to growing in age, all the years blend together.
One moment you were nine then 14 then 20 now 25.
The point is to make enough memories along the way 
so your stories can be read again and again.
At the end of the day, even if the details fade, 
it is the feelings that remain. 

As you blow these flames away, 
let your worries be as light as your breath, 
let it carry away all the traumas that ache.
The way you grow old are like how the trees grow tall.
With all the years layered together, 
you are able to reach new heights, 
you strengthen your roots deeper into the foundation.
 
All the years are like ripples in the oceans of life 
all together creating bigger waves every time.
Continues to learn, continues to grow, 
at five years to 30 you are shining brighter than ever before.
 

Happiest birthday to my beautiful big cousin ❤️

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