I’ve just come home from my dearest friend, Danielle’s 21st Birthday at Corban’s Estate. It was such a magical evening and so touching to see the many special family and friends whom Danielle surrounds herself with. It’s not surprising that Danielle is so blessed; she is the most caring, talented being that I know and I consider myself SO fortunate to have her as part of my life.
We go back to when we were in our first years at primary, and spent many joyous hours playing in her garden, in our imaginative little worlds and having tea parties with acorn shell cups. But innocent childhood always passes too fast, years grew on and it became time for us to go our separate ways. We didn’t see each other much apart from sweet little letters, decorated with stickers and tales of our developing lives. After a few more years, when we had changed so much in our lives, we found each other again. But nothing had changed with us.
So tonight at her party, I read a little poem I prepared. It touches only on the tiniest scale how I feel about Danielle.
There is a Willow in my Garden, the Garden of my Life…
Her leaves hold dew drops of talent,
That glisten in her light,
If only I could stand under my willow
And catch some dewy delight.
This willow is my special friend,
Who is as beautiful as she is kind,
Who always has everyone else’s
Best wishes on her mind.
This willow is a peaceful willow
And will go the extra mile,
To spread her generosity,
And embrace you in her smile.
When time tried to divide us,
We found each other again,
All grown up and worldly,
But the laughter was still the same.
Danielle you are my willow,
And I am merely a lost kite,
Glad to be caught in your branches,
And enjoy a little light.
I hope to be tangled here,
For another day,
To see the world as you see it,
To learn the Danielle way.
Love you Dan xO
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