She is from California, from orange blossoms and library books.
She is from the Clock Avenue gingerbread house. Pink and purple bedrooms and rainy day fireplaces.
She is from her grandmother's ladybug garden. From backyard pumpkin patches and climbing cosmos.
She is from kissing hello and goodbye. Trusting whole-heartedly. From Zack, Kendall, Gilliam, Higgins and Reedy.
She is from finding humor in everything and the peaceful comfort of good, fair friends. She's from making these friends her family.
From "Hello, Angel Face" and "I love you."
She is from little white Easter gloves and shiny white shoes. Christmas mornings and homemade Halloween costumes.
She's from the land of the Saints. The Beach and the Mountains. The North and the South. A southern sun girlie-girl through and through.
She's from cupcakes for breakfast and hot sauce on everything.
From the adoring parents who still cannot believe their good luck. From Van Gogh's Cherry Blossoms, a starfish and a crazy cactus.
She's from my heart. A gift from me to the world ten years ago.
Lucky world.
