Trees. A poem for my niece.

My Niece Felicity Jane,

It was a windy, sunny, crisp spring day in Spokane, WA. In the distance snow still lingered on the mountains. You were born right after sunset with a full head of hair on that slight cone head. Advice for the future; Forever embrace the buttchin. You are perfect. I will love you forever.

Welcome to the PNW my gal.

-Your Crazy Auntie Kelly

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