Hello my lovely readers
So, I realised, due to an additional quirk of time, today is actually the solstice this year. Whoops. But I wouldn't have wanted to write about it anyway, as tonight's subject is much more personally significant. It's what would have been my dear friend Eva's thirtieth birthday, and I wanted to honour her.
We went down to the beach, like we did for Gemma, but wrote 'Happy Birthday Eva' instead of her dates. I think she'd have found it funny, because she loved the wintry aspects of this time of year at home, and here we in the heat. But I was glad to do something in her memory, because I think of her whatever the weather.
22nd December 2019
This poem's for my pal, the lovely Eva
who ought, today, to have been turning thirty
and I've been giggling, recalling the diva
she was, tryna teach me to be flirty.
I wish I could have sent her off a text
or helped her plan a truly perfect party.
Hopefully what I did is the best next
and she'd appreciate the little heart(y)
drawn in sand, since it's like our older forms
of message, which were often sent as signs
or songs, in hearing aid headphones.
I'm so glad I could call her my close friend
and, in my mind, her dancing never ends.
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