Happy Birthday, Brown eyes

OK,

I gotta tell you,

I hate February.

I suppose it’s nice,

in some parts of the world,

even,

some parts of the country,

west coast

but,

here in Montreal,

it’s one of those,

will it ever end?

times.

When normally,

cool people,

become,

runny nosed,

depressed,

on the verge of being,

homicidal maniac,

zombies.

Not me of course, I’m a my usual happy go lucky butch:-)

When you’re so cold,

you feel like,

running home.

I suppose,

there are a few good things,

to say,

about February,

the days are getting longer,

the sky becomes,

a pretty shade of blue,

when it’s really cold.

For me,

two things,

get me through:

the belief,

that it can’t last much longer,

right?

and the fact that,

some of the people,

I love the most,

have birthdays in February.

My aunt,

one of the nicest,

easiest,

warmest people I know.

My cousin,

the mother, of the sunshine of my life, my Godson, Jerome.

and a pretty nice girl,

in her own right.

And…

My friend the busy writer,

who happens,

to have the same date of birth,

as my late adored,

grandfather.

Busy writer,

has brought,

much into my life,

all of it good,

not all of it,

easy,

but, since,

everyone knows,

I don’t like easy,

it’s all good:-)

She is an example of,

perseverance,

work ethic,

and working through it,

even when you’re,

not quite sure,

what it,

is.

An examplary mother,

and a damned good friend.

She listens to all my,

ramblings,

understands how,

I process,

and she still loves me.

She never gives up, and she never gives in, she just changes her mind. Billy Joel anyone?

I credit her with removing,

some of my dyke blinders,

and helping me to see,

the brave new world,

but,

mostly,

I just love her,

so,

eventhough,

her birthday isn’t for a few days,

I thought I’d tell her that:-)

Happy Birthday, Babe.

Later girls,

BB

**I’m still plowing my way through Green Mansions, it tough going, but, isn’t everything in February?**