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Thursday, the 6th of December, 2012.

When you were born, Ella,
it was Thursday,
the 6th of December.

I like the fact that
two of your cousins
fall similarly:

Nathan – 16/8;
Jenna – 22/11;
Ella – 6/12.

A good sign,
if you want to
believe such things!

Of course, I don’t
think it is really
important – just cute.

Maybe coincidence becomes
something bigger, when
people are pleased & proud?

And there was so much
delight, when you were
born Ella! So many smiles!

Your Mum and Dad, so
loving, so tender, it is
a privilege to witness.

Your Grandma, Grand-Dad,
and especially Nanna, swooping
in for cuddles, hugs, chatter.

Aunties and uncles,
so many! And everyone,
so thrilled to meet you!

When you were born, Ella,
it was Thursday,
the 6th of December.

It is a day I will
always cherish and

For it is your birthday,
Ella, and I smile, feeling
warm and tender,

which is all about you,
Ella, and the emotions
only you can engender.

These are the things that
matter when I think about
the 6th of December.

So much happiness, Ella,
all the Summer joy, and
we look forward to sharing

all that and more with you Ella –
for I hope you can tell already,
you’re so precious and cherished.

These feelings only grow stronger,
just like you are doing, Ella!
You’re growing so much!

Adults can hardly believe it,
but that’s you, it’s your job,
turning from a baby into You.

And we’re here, sometimes often,
sometimes hardly at all, but
love doesn’t falter either way.

If we see you every day,
or hardly ever, it need not
even matter, Ella.

Everyone in your family is thrilled
you were born, that Thursday,
the 6th of December.

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Thursday, the 6th of December, 2012. by 

For Ella – perhaps chosen for the Greek meaning of “torch, bright light”? Unsure. But love the name and the little girl of Scott and Sharyn either way!

I’ll defer to Anna Quindlen, of The New York Times: “People who are knowledgeable about poetry sometimes discuss it in that knowing, rather hateful way in which oenophiles talk about wine: robust, delicate, muscular. This has nothing to do with how most of us experience it, the heart coming around the corner and unexpectedly running into the mind. Of all the words that have stuck to the ribs of my soul, poetry has been the most filling.”

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