Birthday Poem for Jane

When seeking truth and love and hope,
I turn to Jane to throw a rope.
She’s tough and gentle all the same,
And never one to carry shame.

She lives her life as it comes her way,
Enjoying pleasures from each day.
Her life is simple, yet complex,
As she looks for the newness of what comes next.



A little black and white is she,
And yet her head brims with creativity.
She works and shops like one obsessed,
Then creates a painting; who would have guessed?

Be careful what you ask of Jane,
You may never be just quite the same.
She’ll tell you what she thinks then,
You’ll both laugh, and it will all begin again.

I’ve never met a person like her,
Or felt a friendship quite so dear.
Like sisters, soul mates, friends from the start,
It’s like we came from the very same heart.

I think of her; the phone will ring,
Her voice brought by an angel’s wing.
Always at a time that’s right,
The perfect karma, an in synced light.

Today it is her birthday, and I offer her much love,
I wish her glorious light from the stars from up above.
I hope she gives herself some grace,
To love the beauty within her space.

She deserves the world in the colour purple,
And fun and all that is incredibly “schmurple”. (no rhyme!!!)
My friend, I offer you these flowers,
To give you pleasure for many hours.

Love you Janey!!!!!!!

xoxo