Ania
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