ANIA
ANUSA
ANCA

My beautiful glorious girl
Sixteen

A dozen years ago you stole my heart
You hold it still with your smile
Your laugh

Memories

swimming laps
making applesauce
watching movies
walking and talking

cleaning the kitchen together
cooking
cookie dough

photos
books

Scars on my arms cause you wouldn’t let go
I’m glad you didn’t
I won’t let go either