Sweet lil blackbirds down in the street
Love to hear your morning song
Cheep, Cheep, Cheep
Today is my late mother's birthday and I miss her so very much. She was my original golden girl, an Irish-Scottish lass with a fiery heart and a bird song soul/////She was the ultimate homemaker mom ala 1950s, an outstanding cook, a devoted wife, an aspiring woman first of the generation to seek work outside the home.
Of course that was not until the turbulent 60s during the feminist revolution. My mother stepped out into the workforce and I symbolically burned my bra ( no connection!.) Once I felt G's velour shirt against my skin I never again wore one. ( a little side note)
Anyway, I love you, admire you, bless and praise you for your wit, your heroic spirit, your vim and tenacity---She was one strong broad, a tough cookie, a straight arrow, and an awesome woman. Happy BD to my beautiful pearl, to you in the heavens, and to my late Pops, and sweet little G-----I will see you all, God knows when---on the other side.
PS: Happiest of 63rd birthdays to another golden girl: Stevie Nicks---Long may she reign!
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