I know you,
Each one.
You reappear,
Each generation’s wave,
Your back, strong.
Your shoulders, wide.
Your smile,
Oh, your smile,
Like mother.
At times,
Like sister.
But always,
Friend.
.
Fierce,
Fast,
Friend.
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“… Fierce, Fast, Friend”
Fierce
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Dear Louise, you are in the centre of my thoughts. Grateful for you.
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