It’s 11:11 on March 8th, and I’m weeping magic tears because you wrote me a poem. You wrote a whole bunch of wondrous poems about wondrous people, and I am just spectacularly honoured to be a part of this beautiful thing that you’ve done.
I wish I could put on some wings and fly to you to have tea. I’m ever so grateful to share a world with you.
Thank you for being you and bringing your words, your whimsy, your sparkle and your brilliant perspective and love of the weird, wondrous and fringe to this world, and most of all thank you for sharing your spark with us.
I love you lots. Happy International Women’s Day. 💖🎆💖
Oh my whimsical goddess!! Amanda Earl!
It’s 11:11 on March 8th, and I’m weeping magic tears because you wrote me a poem. You wrote a whole bunch of wondrous poems about wondrous people, and I am just spectacularly honoured to be a part of this beautiful thing that you’ve done.
I wish I could put on some wings and fly to you to have tea. I’m ever so grateful to share a world with you.
Thank you for being you and bringing your words, your whimsy, your sparkle and your brilliant perspective and love of the weird, wondrous and fringe to this world, and most of all thank you for sharing your spark with us.
I love you lots. Happy International Women’s Day. 💖🎆💖
I love you too, my dear. I'm glad the poem(s) moved you.